tire ghayaab ko maujud mein badalte hue — Ziaul Mustafa Turk

abr se aur dhuup se rishta hai ek saa miraa
aaine aur charaagh ke biich kaa faasla huun main

samajh paayaa nahin par sun rahaa huun
vo sargoshi mein kyaa kyaa kah rahi hai

mere girya se na aazaar uThaane se huaa
faasla tai nai divaar uThaane se huaa

thoDi si baarish hoti hai
kitni jaldi bhar jaataa huun

ham apne aap se bhi ham-sukhan na hote the
ki saari mushkilein aasaan mein paDi hui thiin

qatra qatra chhat se hi risne lagi
dhuup kaa rasta na thaa divaar mein

main baDaa ho gayaa huun magar bachpanaa
mere dil se kabhi bhi gayaa hi nahin

'saif' andaaz-e-bayaan rang badal detaa hai
varna duniyaa mein koi baat nai baat nahin

ik raat dil-jalon ko ye aish-e-visaal de
phir chaahe aasmaan jahannam mein Daal de

na toDo dil ki hai kaaba kaa Dhaanaa
ye do ghar hain magar buniyaad hai ek

'jalaal' ahd-e-javaani hai doge dil sau baar
abhi ki tauba nahin e'tibaar ke qaabil

chali samt-e-ghaib siin kyaa havaa ki chaman zuhur kaa jal gayaa
magar ek shaakh-e-nihaal-e-gham jise dil kaho so hari rahi