Poetry

Dard insaan ko suchni phir majbor kar deta hain Hayalat insaan ko samjdar bana deti hain Shawor zindagi ko paydar bana deti hain

Uthay nahi negh kisi aur k traf Paband kar gay hain kisi ki nazar muji.

Milay thi pardis main tere shehir k log Be-sahta anso'n nikal aaye tera haal puchtay puchtay

Qurbani agar pyare chez ki hute tu Jani man tum tu gaye hute mere hath'on say.

Sub magan hain apni harf tolnay main mere Abhi tu shehir ni lehja mera sunA he nahi

Yu tere chahati'n sambale'n main ni Jisi eidi hon mere bachpan ki

Rasmo'n rewAj'on ko he nebana hain. Eid aa rahe hain kunsatuji aana hain.

Aay waqt zara deray say guzar Abhi tu muskuraht ko bhi hont'on py lana hain

Melthay huwe ab kisi ko dekha nahi jata Is bar hamain bhi kisi ko galain lagana hain

Dekh lout aaye hain sub apni ghar'on ko Magar tere traf si phir aaya eik bahana hain

Eik roz yaad kar leya karo yaad karni wal'on ko Phir bhula dena saal bar agr tuji bhulana hon

Tu nahi akila tu hum bhi ab tanha nahi abbas Hum tere aur dard humara dewana hain

Pesala turk taluq ka baja tha likn Kia tuji eid mubarak bhi keh nahi saktay.

Eid tu aglay saal bhi lout aaye gi Jo bichar gaye is saal kab lotai'n ge.

Ishq ni ghalib nekama kar dia warna Hum bhi admi thy kamal ki.