ik dard ho bas aaTh pahar dil mein ki jis ko — Altaf Hussain Hali

ek raushan dimaagh thaa na rahaa
shahar mein ik charaagh thaa na rahaa

aa rahi hai chaah-e-yusuf se sadaa
dost yaan thoDe hain aur bhaai bahut

jaanvar aadmi farishta khudaa
aadmi ki hain saikaDon qismein

ham ne avval se paDhi hai ye kitaab aakhir tak
ham se puchhe koi hoti hai mohabbat kaisi

gul-o-gulchin kaa gila bulbul-e-khush-lahja na kar
tu giraftaar hui apni sadaa ke baais

farishte se baDh kar hai insaan bannaa
magar is mein lagti hai mehnat ziyaada

gham hai na ab khushi hai na ummid hai na yaas
sab se najaat paae zamaane guzar gae

jab ki pahlu se yaar uThtaa hai
dard be-ikhtiyaar uThtaa hai

ye aansu ponchh lijiye aur muskuraaiye
chaara nahin hai koi bhi rukhsat kiye baghair

main ne apni palkon par gham-kade sajaae hain
aarzu ke maatam mein sogvaar hasti hai

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

ham haal to kah sakte hain apnaa pa kahein kyaa
jab vo idhar aate hain to tanhaa nahin aate