ruke jis dam vo dam lene to sadr-e-anjuman bolin — Ameerul Islam Hashmi

bahut mushkil thaa jin ko DhunDnaa make-up ke malbe se
so andaaze se un kaa baankpan likhnaa paDaa mujh ko

chhoDaa hai jab se parda mardaa gai hai aurat
radd-o-badal hai kyaa kyaa ye arz phir karungaa

zulekhaaein ba-zid thiin ek yusuf ke liye yaaro
baDi hi garmi-e-baazaar thi kal shab jahaan main thaa

miri majburiyon ne naazuki kaa khuun kar Daalaa
har ik gobhi-badan ko gul-badan likhnaa paDaa mujh ko

pata mushkil se chaltaa hai muzakkar aur muannas kaa
kabhi maalum hotaa hai kabhi maalum hoti hai

hamaari umr ab aisi hai ham siiTi nahin sunte
rukaa karte the khush ho kar kabhi siiTi bajaane par

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

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

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

musalsal haadson se bas mujhe itni shikaayat hai
ki ye aansu bahaane ki bhi to mohlat nahin dete

main us ko aansuon se likh rahaa huun
ki mere baa'd koi paDh na paae

furqat qubul rashk ke sadme nahin qubul
kyaa aaein ham raqib teri anjuman mein hai