itne khadshe nahin hain raston mein — Amjad Islam Amjad

kamaal-e-husn hai husn-e-kamaal se baahar
azal kaa rang hai jaise misaal se baahar

tiir aayaa thaa jidhar ye mire shahr ke log
kitne saadaa hain ki marham bhi vahin dekhte hain

vo saamne hai phir bhi dikhaai na de sake
mere aur us ke beach ye divaar kaun hai

jis taraf tu hai udhar hongi sabhi ki nazrein
iid ke chaand kaa didaar bahaana hi sahi

tumhi ne kaun si achchhaai ki hai
chalo maanaa ki main achchhaa nahin thaa

be-samar peDon ko chumeinge sabaa ke sabz lab
dekh lenaa ye khizaan be-dast-o-paa rah jaaegi

miri tamannaa hai ab ke tum phir milo to ji bhar ke muskuraaein
ki dekhnaa hai ye raushni kaa safar bahut der baa'd jaa kar

sab miTaa dein dil se hain jitni ki us mein khvaahishein
gar hamein maalum ho kuchh us ki khvaahish aur hai

milaa na lutf-e-visaal lekin maze kaa shab bhar rahaa tamaashaa
idhar khulaa band us qabaa kaa girah lagaa di udhar hayaa ne

ik miraa sar ki qadam-bosi ki hasrat is ko
ik tiri zulf ki qadmon se lagi rahti hai

haan ye to bataa ai dil-e-mahrum-e-tamannaa
ab bhi koi hotaa hai ki armaan nahin hotaa

jab nashe mein ham ne kuchh miThe ki khvaahish us se ki
tursh ho bolaa ki kyuun be tu bhi is laaeq huaa