ham aur farhaad bahr-e-ishq mein baaham hi kuude the — Mirza Ali Lutf

aaj kyaa jaane vo kyuun aaraam-e-jaan aayaa nahin
harf-e-ranjish kal to koi darmiyaan aayaa nahin

yahi to kufr hai yaaraan-e-be-khudi ke huzur
jo kufr-o-din kaa mire yaar imtiyaaz rahaa

khul gayaa ab ye ki vasl us kaa khayaal-e-khaam hai
aaj ummidon kaa dil hi dil mein qatl-e-aam hai

na kar ai 'lutf' naahaq rahravaan-e-dair se hujjat
yahi rasta to khaa kar pher hai kaabe ko jaa niklaa

kyaa sabab batlaaein hanste hanste baaham ruk gae
khud-bakhud kuchh vo khinche idhar udhar ham ruk gae

huaa aavaara hindostaan se 'lutf' aage khudaa jaane
deccan ke saanvlon ne maaraa yaa inglan ke goron ne

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

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

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

dil-e-haris hi apnaa na ho sakaa qaane
vagarna tere karam mein to kuchh kami na rahi

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin