zamāna saḳht kam-āzār hai ba-jān-e-asad — 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

kitne nādāñ haiñ tire bhūlne vaale ki tujhe
yaad karne ke liye umr paḌī ho jaise

sunā hai vo mire baare meñ sochtā hai bahut
ḳhabar to hai hī magar mo'tabar zyāda nahīñ

is zindagī meñ itnī farāġhat kise nasīb
itnā na yaad aa ki tujhe bhuul jaa.eñ ham

''aap kī yaad aatī rahī raat bhar''
chāñdnī dil dukhātī rahī raat bhar

na itnā zulm kar ai chāñdnī bahr-e-ḳhudā chhup jā
tujhe dekhe se yaad aatā hai mujh ko māhtāb apnā

kabhī jo aah ke misre kuuñ yaad kartā huuñ
ḳhayāl-e-qad kuuñ tire mustazād kartā huuñ