gai bahaar magar apni be-khudi hai vahi — Mubarak Azimabadi

dil lagaate hi to kah deti hain aankhein sab kuchh
aise kaamon ke bhi aaghaaz kahin chhupte hain

kuchh is andaaz se sayyaad ne aazaad kiyaa
jo chale chhuT ke qafas se vo giraftaar chale

tiri adaa ki qasam hai tiri adaa ke sivaa
pasand aur kisi ki hamein adaa na hui

tum ko samjhaae 'mubaarak' koi kyunkar afsos
tum to rone lage yaar aur bhi samjhaane se

miri khaak bhi uDegi baa-adab tiri gali mein
tire aastaan se unchaa na miraa ghubaar hogaa

rahne de apni bandagi zaahid
be-mohabbat khudaa nahin miltaa

kyon tasavvur mein ji rahaa huun main
jab haqiqat mein mar hi jaanaa hai

apni anaa ki aaj bhi taskin ham ne ki
ji bhar ke us ke husn ki tauhin ham ne ki

kuchh phulon ki khaatir bhi kuchh phulon kaa
sab se achchhaa rang churaanaa paDtaa hai

jab talak shisha rahaa main baar-haa toDaa gayaa
ban gayaa patthar to sab ne devtaa maanaa mujhe

ghurur bhi jo karun main to aajizi ho jaae
khudi mein lutf vo aae ki be-khudi ho jaae

vahaan hamaaraa koi muntazir nahin phir bhi
hamein na rok ki ghar jaanaa chaahte hain ham