aariz se tire subh ki tohmat na uThegi — Ziauddin Ahmad Shakeb

divaana-e-justuju ho gayaa chaand
baadal se gir ke kho gayaa chaand

isi tarah baatein kiye jaaiye
ye tarz-e-takallum bahut khuub hai

meri tajviz par khafaa kyuun ho
baat kuchh aql ke khilaaf nahin

hamein bhi zarurat thi ik shakhs ki
ye husn-e-tasaadum bahut khuub hai

paDti nahin hai dil pe tire husn ki kiran
kis samt mere chaand darakhshaan hai aaj-kal

mukhtasar baat-chit achchhi hai
lekin itnaa bhi ikhtisaar na kar

raat kitni guzar gai lekin
itni himmat nahin ki ghar jaaein

himmat vaale pal mein badal dete hain duniyaa ko
sochne vaalaa dil to baiThaa sochaa kartaa hai

sar pe tufaan bhi hai saamne girdaab bhi hai
meri himmat ki vahi kachchaa ghaDaa hai dekho

kyaa asar thaa jazba-e-khaamosh mein
khud vo khich kar aa gae aaghosh mein

sitam-navaazi-e-paiham hai ishq ki fitrat
fuzul husn pe tohmat lagaai jaati hai

gae bhi jaan se aur koi mutmain na huaa
ki phir difaaa na karne ki ham pe tohmat thi