dasht-e-hasti mein shab-e-gham ki sahar karne ko — Mohsin Naqvi

kahaan milegi misaal meri sitamgari ki
ki main gulaabon ke zakhm kaanTon se si rahaa huun

tumhein jab ru-ba-ru dekhaa kareinge
ye sochaa hai bahut sochaa kareinge

mausam-e-zard mein ek dil ko bachaaun kaise
aisi rut mein to ghane peD bhi jhaD jaate hain

kaun si baat hai tum mein aisi
itne achchhe kyuun lagte ho

baDi umr ke baa'd in aankhon mein koi abr utraa tiri yaadon kaa
mire dil ki zamin aabaad hui mire gham kaa nagar shaadaab huaa

azal se qaaem hain donon apni zidon pe 'mohsin'
chalegaa paani magar kinaara nahin chalegaa

gham hai na ab khushi hai na ummid hai na yaas
sab se najaat paae zamaane guzar gae

jab ki pahlu se yaar uThtaa hai
dard be-ikhtiyaar uThtaa hai

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

tujhe bhi dekh liyaa ham ne o khudaa-e-ajal
ki teraa zor chalaa bhi to ahl-e-gham pe chalaa

tum jo chaaho to mire dard kaa darmaan ho jaae
varna mushkil hai ki mushkil miri aasaan ho jaae

ye saal tul-e-masaafat se chuur chuur gayaa
ye ek saal to guzraa hai ik sadi ki tarah