sadiyon tak ehtimaam-e-shab-e-hijr mein rahe — Rais Amrohvi

khaamosh zindagi jo basar kar rahe hain ham
gahre samundaron mein safar kar rahe hain ham

ham apni zindagi to basar kar chuke 'rais'
ye kis ki ziist hai jo basar kar rahe hain ham

kis ne dekhe hain tiri ruuh ke riste hue zakhm
kaun utraa hai tire qalb ki gahraai mein

pahle ye shukr ki ham hadd-e-adab se na baDhe
ab ye shikva ki sharaafat ne kahin kaa na rakhaa

abhi se shikva-e-past-o-buland ham-safro
abhi to raah bahut saaf hai abhi kyaa hai

ham apne haal-e-pareshaan pe baarhaa roe
aur us ke baa'd hansi ham ko baarhaa aai

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

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

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

kiyaa dard-o-gham ne mujhe naa-umid
ki majnun ko ye hi thiin bimaariyaan

baarish ke baa'd raat saDak aaina si thi
ik paanv paaniyon pe paDaa chaand hil gayaa

nur-e-sahar kahaan hai agar shaam-e-gham gai
kab iltifaat thaa ki jo khu-e-sitam gai