hai ye pur-dard daastaan 'mahrum' — Tilok Chand Mahroom

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

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

gadaa nahin hain ki dast-e-savaal phailaaein
kabhi na aap ne puchhaa ki aarzu kyaa hai

gham hai na ab khushi hai na ummid hai na yaas
sab se najaat paae zamaane guzar gae

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

jab ki pahlu se yaar uThtaa hai
dard be-ikhtiyaar uThtaa hai

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

ye saal tul-e-masaafat se chuur chuur gayaa
ye ek saal to guzraa hai ik sadi ki tarah

dard mein lazzat bahut ashkon mein raanaai bahut
ai gham-e-hasti hamein duniyaa pasand aai bahut