phir is ke baad miri raat be-misaal hui — Khalid Karrar

baat ye hai ki sabhi bhaai mire dushman hain
masala ye hai ki main yusuf-e-saani bhi nahin

koi to aae sunaae naved-e-taaza mujhe
uTho ki hashr se pahle hisaab hone lagaa

sach to ye hai ki mire paas hi dirham kam hain
varna is shahr mein is darja giraani bhi nahin

safar rasta saubat khvaab sahraa
samundar vaahima khunaab sahraa

kalisaa maulvi raahib pujaari
kalas minaar but mehraab sahraa

har ek shaakh pe viraaniyaan musallat hain
badan-darakht bhi goyaa hai aashiyaan-e-shab

shor din ko nahin sone detaa
shab ko sannaaTaa jagaa detaa hai

aisi duniyaa mein kab tak guzaaraa karein tum hi kah do ki kaise gavaaraa karein
raat mujh se miri bebasi ne kahaa bebasi ke liye ek taaza ghazal

rang ho raushni ho yaa khushbu
sab mein partav usi hasin ke hain

baarish ke baa'd raat saDak aaina si thi
ik paanv paaniyon pe paDaa chaand hil gayaa

aankhon mein nahin silsila-e-ashk shab-o-roz
tasbih paDhaa karte hain din raat tumhaari