tamaam shahr mein baarish ki dhaak baiTh gai — Zahoor Minhas

fikr-e-tajdid-e-hijr hai varna
kab mujhe vasl ki zarurat hai

ye to insaaniyat ko Thokar hai
aadmi aadmi kaa naukar hai

vo thak gai thi bhiiD mein chalte hue 'zahur'
us ke badan pe an-ginat aankhon kaa bojh thaa

koi bhi hal nahin udaasi kaa
mujh se kamre ne baarhaa puchhaa

bheji tasvir bhi to aankhon ki
yaa'ni aankhein dikhaa rahi ho mujhe

gaaDi mein bhi ghar ko soche jaataa huun
gaaDi aage aur main pichhe jaataa huun

pyaaso raho na dasht mein baarish ke muntazir
maaro zamin pe paanv ki paani nikal paDe

fareb-e-abr-e-karam bhi baDaa sahaaraa hai
balaa se nakhl-e-tamannaa khizaan-rasida nahin

phir usi qabr ke baraabar se
zinda rahne kaa raasta niklaa

aate nahin hain dida-giryaan ke saamne
baadal bhi karte hain miri barsaat kaa lihaaz

pyaar hi pyaar hai sab log baraabar hain yahaan
mai-kade mein koi chhoTaa na baDaa jaam uThaa

vusat-e-sahraa bhi munh apnaa chhupaa kar nikli
saari duniyaa mire kamre ke baraabar nikli