badan ki qaid se chhuTaa to log pahchaane — Zia Faooqui

mat puchhiye kyaa jitne niklaa thaa main ghar se
ye dekhiye kyaa haar ke lauTaa huun safar se

ye safar ye Dubte suraj kaa manzar aur main
jaane kab ho paaeinge baaham miraa ghar aur main

shu’ur-e-tishnagi ik roz mein pukhta nahin hotaa
mire honTon ne sadiyon karbalaa ki khaak chumi hai

aankhein hain ki ab tak usi chaukhaT pe dhari hain
detaa huun zamaane ko magar apnaa pata aur

zindagi ke is safar ne aur kyaa mujh ko diyaa
ek TuuTaa aaina do chaar patthar aur main

pahle thaa bahut faasla baazaar se ghar kaa
ab ek hi kamre mein hai baazaar bhi ghar bhi

kam-umri mein sunet hain
mar jaate hain achchhe log

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

umr bhar kaun nibhaataa hai ta'alluq itnaa
ai miri jaan ke dushman tujhe allaah rakkhe

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

apne man mein Duub kar paa jaa suraagh-e-zindagi
tu agar meraa nahin bantaa na ban apnaa to ban

baDe qalaq ki baat hai ki tum ise na paDh sake
hamaari zindagi to ik khuli hui kitaab thi