ishq kaa ab martaba pahunchaa muqaabil husn ke — Meer Hasan

rakhkhun kahaan main apne pari-zaad ko 'hasan'
shisha jo ek dil kaa mire hai so chuur hai

mat ponchh abru-e-araq-aalud haath se
laazim hai ehtiyaat ki hai aab-daar tegh

taaki ibrat karein aur ghair na dekhein tujh ko
ji mein aataa hai nikalvaaiye do-chaar ki aankh

guzri hai raat mujh mein aur dil mein turfa sohbat
idhar to main ne ki aah udhar se vo karaahaa

mat bakht-e-khufta par mire hans ai raqib tu
hogaa tire nasib bhi ye khvaab dekhnaa

na gharaz mujh ko hai kaafir se na din-daar se kaam
roz-o-shab hai mujhe us kaakul-e-khamdaar se kaam

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

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

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

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

kisi se ishq apnaa kyaa chhupaaein
mohabbat Tapki paDti hai nazar se