fikr-e-manzil hai na hosh-e-jaada-e-manzil mujhe — Jigar Moradabadi

sab ko ham bhuul gae josh-e-junun mein lekin
ik tiri yaad thi aisi jo bhulaai na gai

vo nazron hi nazron mein savaalaat ki duniyaa
vo aankhon hi aankhon mein javaabaat kaa aalam

meri nigaah-e-shauq bhi kuchh kam nahin magar
phir bhi tiraa shabaab tiraa hi shabaab hai

ham kahin aate hain vaaiz tire bahkaane mein
isi maikhaane ki miTTi isi maikhaane mein

mire rashk-e-be-nihaayat ko na puchh mere dil se
tujhe tujh se bhi chhupaataa agar ikhtiyaar hotaa

nigaah-e-shauq ne mahshar mein saaf taaD liyaa
kahaan vo chhupte ki aankhon mein the samaae hue

jinhein ye fikr nahin sar rahe rahe na rahe
vo sach hi kahte hain jab bolne pe aate hain

vo na aaegaa hamein maalum thaa is shaam bhi
intizaar us kaa magar kuchh soch kar karte rahe

bagulaa jin ke sar par chatr-e-shaahi hai zamin masnad
vahi aqlim-e-gham mein aah ki naubat bajaate hain

gulaabon ke honTon pe lab rakh rahaa huun
use der tak sochnaa chaahtaa huun

qulzum-e-fikr mein hai kashti-e-imaan saalim
naa-khudaa husn hai aur ishq hai langar apnaa

jab bhi ye sochne lagtaa huun ki kaun apnaa hai
zehn mein aa ke kai naam nikal jaate hain