dard-e-dil pahle to vo sunte na the — Jaleel Manikpuri

uDaati hai vo tegh chaadar lahu ki
shahidon ko khilat ataa ho rahaa hai

pyaari surat vo haae kyaa hogi
jis ko be-dekhe pyaar aataa hai

sote mein vo jo mujh se ham-aaghosh ho gae
jitne gile the khvaab-e-faraamosh ho gae

tazkira soz-e-mohabbat kaa kiyaa thaa ik baar
taa-dam-e-marg zabaan se miri chhaale na gae

mohabbat ek taraf se mazaa nahin deti
kuchh iztiraab tujhe ho kuchh iztiraab mujhe

aaj hai vo bahaar kaa mausam
phuul toDun to haath jaam aae

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

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

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

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

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