ulTaa mujh ko hi uThaa leinge uThaane vaale — Shoaib Kiani

marte rahnaa miraa har roz yuun thoDaa thoDaa
qatl hai jis ko main saabit nahin kar paaungaa

main akelaa rah gayaa to main ne kuchh rishte banaae
main ne kuchh rishte banaae main akelaa rah gayaa

ham numu paate rahe hain apni himmat se ‘sho’aib’
pattharon mein ugne vaale aur kitne sabz hon

kuchh masala to tere jahaan mein zarur hai
jaan lag gai hamaari magar ji lagaa nahin

un se khudaa ko chhin ke badle mein kuchh to do
vo jin ke paas kuchh bhi khudaa ke sivaa nahin

sabhi se jab mohabbat chaahte ho
mohabbat kyon nahin karte sabhi se

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

ham to apnon se bhi begaana hue ulfat mein
tum jo ghairon se mile tum ko na ghairat aai

ik sadma-e-mohabbat ik sadma-e-judaai
ginti ke do hain lekin laakhon ki jaan par hain

pichhaa kisi tarah ye miraa chhoDtaa nahin
haathon se ishq ke koi jaave kahaan nikal

aatish-e-ishq vo jahannam hai
jis mein firdaus ke nazaare hain