raaste hain khule hue saare — Zafar Iqbal

yuun bhi hotaa hai ki yak dam koi achchhaa lag jaae
baat kuchh bhi na ho aur dil mein tamaashaa lag jaae

kyaa khabar jis kaa yahaan itnaa uDaate hain mazaaq
khud hamein bhi kabhi is rang mein Dhalnaa paD jaae

apni marzi se bhi ham ne kaam kar Daale hain kuchh
lafz ko laDvaa diyaa hai beshtar maani ke saath

haath pair aap hi main maar rahaa huun filhaal
Dubte ko abhi tinke kaa sahaaraa kam hai

aakhir 'zafar' huaa huun manzar se khud hi ghaaeb
uslub-e-khaas apnaa main aam karte karte

yuun mohabbat se na de meri mohabbat kaa javaab
ye sazaa sakht hai thoDi si riaayat kar de

kam-umri mein sunet hain
mar jaate hain achchhe log

main tujh se saath bhi to umar bhar kaa chaahtaa thaa
so ab tujh se gilaa bhi umar bhar kaa ho gayaa hai

zindagi tu bhi hamein vaise hi ik roz guzaar
jis tarah ham tujhe barson se guzaare hue hain

agar hayaat hai dekheinge ek din didaar
ki maah-e-eid bhi aakhir hai in mahinon mein

bichhaDnaa bhi tumhaaraa jite-ji ki maut hai goyaa
use kyaa khaak lutf-e-zindagi jis se judaa tum ho

intizaar aur dastakon ke darmiyaan kaTti hai umr
itni aasaani se to baab-e-hunar khultaa nahin