Shayari
ek bose ke bhi nasib na hon
honTh itne bhi ab gharib na hon
mohabbat phuul banne par lagi thi
palaT kar phir kali kar li hai main ne

ek bose ke bhi nasib na hon
honTh itne bhi ab gharib na hon
kaarkhaana hai usi husn kaa aalam saaraa
bas jidhar us ne lagaayaa hai udhar lag gae hain
kisi haalat mein bhi tanhaa nahin hone deti
hai yahi ek kharaabi miri tanhaai ki
hamaaraa zinda rahnaa aur marnaa ek jaisaa hai
ham apne yaum-e-paidaaish ko bhi barsi samajhte hain
'ehsaas' ne buton mein khudaa ko kiyaa sharik
is shirk ke baghair to imaan hi nahin
vo chaand kah ke gayaa thaa ki aaj niklegaa
to intizaar mein baiThaa huaa huun shaam se main
Dil dhoondta hai phir wahi fursat-e-shab-o-roz
Naaz uthana, naaz uthana, naaz uthana
Hazaaron khwahishein aisi ke har khwahish pe dam nikle
Bahut nikle mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle
sau sau umidein bandhti hai ik ik nigaah par
mujh ko na aise pyaar se dekhaa kare koi
dil mein na ho jurat to mohabbat nahin milti
khairaat mein itni baDi daulat nahin milti
ishq ne 'ghaalib' nikammaa kar diyaa
varna ham bhi aadmi the kaam ke
hamaari baat mohabbat siin tum jo gosh karo
to apni prem kahaani tumhein sunaaungaa