paas-e-adab se chhup naa sakaa raaz-e-husn-o-‘ishq — 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

bil-aakhir thak haar ke yaaro ham ne bhi taslim kiyaa
apni zaat se ishq hai sachchaa baaqi sab afsaane hain

sabhi se jab mohabbat chaahte ho
mohabbat kyon nahin karte sabhi se

na paak hogaa kabhi husn o ishq kaa jhagDaa
vo qissa hai ye ki jis kaa koi gavaah nahin

shama bujh kar rah gai parvaana jal kar rah gayaa
yaadgaar-e-husn-o-ishq ik daagh dil par rah gayaa

baat karnaa pyaar ki aasaan se aasaan hai
ishq karnaa karte rahnaa hai kaThin se bhi kaThin

kin manzilon luTe hain mohabbat ke qaafile
insaan zamin pe aaj gharib-ul-vatan saa hai