rang-e-shikasta sub.h-e-bahār-e-nazāra hai — Mirza Ghalib

Dil dhoondta hai phir wahi fursat-e-shab-o-roz
Naaz uthana, naaz uthana, naaz uthana

Hazaaron khwahishein aisi ke har khwahish pe dam nikle
Bahut nikle mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle

bār-hā dekhī haiñ un kī ranjisheñ
par kuchh ab ke sargirānī aur hai

maiñ bhī ruk ruk ke na martā jo zabāñ ke badle
dashna ik tez sā hotā mire ġham-ḳhvār ke paas

dost-dār-e-dushman hai e'timād-e-dil ma.alūm
aah be-asar dekhī naala nā-rasā paayā

nazzāre ne bhī kaam kiyā vaañ naqāb kā
mastī se har nigah tire ruḳh par bikhar ga.ī

ye ham jo peT se hī sochte haiñ shaam o sahar
kabhī to jā.eñge is dāl-bhāt se aage

phir sar-e-sub.h kisī dard ke dar vā karne
dhaan ke khet se ik mauj-e-havā aa.ī hai

dil kī betābī nahīñ Thaharne detī hai mujhe
din kahīñ raat kahīñ sub.h kahīñ shaam kahīñ

ye daaġh daaġh ujālā ye shab-gazīda sahar
vo intizār thā jis kā ye vo sahar to nahīñ

jo nafas thā ḳhār-e-gulū banā jo uThe the haath lahū hue
vo nashāt-e-āh-e-sahr ga.ī vo vaqār-e-dast-e-duā gayā

vasl ke din shab-e-hijrāñ kī haqīqat mat pūchh
bhuul jaanī hai mujhe sub.h kuuñ phir shaam kī baat