gadaa nahin hain ki dast-e-savaal phailaaein — Tilok Chand Mahroom

buraa ho ulfat-e-khubaan kaa ham-nashin ham to
shabaab hi mein buraa apnaa haal kar baiThe

uThaane ke qaabil hain sab naaz tere
magar ham kahaan naaz uThaane ke qaabil

fikr-e-maaash o ishq-e-butaan yaad-e-raftagaan
in mushkilon se ahd-baraai na ho saki

ba-zaahir garm hai baazaar-e-ulfat
magar jins-e-vafaa kam ho gai hai

talaatum aarzu mein hai na tufaan justuju mein hai
javaani kaa guzar jaanaa hai dariyaa kaa utar jaanaa

baad-e-tark-e-aarzu baiThaa huun kaisaa mutmain
ho gai aasaan har ik mushkil ba-aasaani miri

miri tamannaa hai ab ke tum phir milo to ji bhar ke muskuraaein
ki dekhnaa hai ye raushni kaa safar bahut der baa'd jaa kar

marte hain aarzu mein marne ki
maut aati hai par nahin aati

kabhi khauf thaa tire hijr kaa kabhi aarzu ke zavaal kaa
rahaa hijr-o-vasl ke darmiyaan tujhe kho sakaa na main paa sakaa

khvaahish sab rakhte hain tujh ko paane ki
aur phir apni apni qismat hoti hai

main nigaah-e-paak se dekhe thaa tire husn-e-paak ko is pe bhi
mire ji mein khvaahish-e-vasl thi tire dil mein bos-o-kanaar thaa

khvaahish-e-vasl kaa mazmun jo kisi satr mein thaa
kyaa kahun khat ko mire paDh ke vo kyaa kyaa uchhlaa