zulfon ki tarah umr basar ho gai apni — Rind Lakhnavi

kaabe ko jaataa kis liye hindostaan se main
kis but mein shahr-e-hind ke shaan-e-khudaa na thi

ham jo kahte hain saraasar hai ghalat
sab bajaa aap jo farmaaiyegaa

kaafir huun na phunkun jo tire kaabe mein ai shaikh
naaqus baghal mein hai musallaa na samajhnaa

mai pilaa aisi ki saaqi na rahe hosh mujhe
ek saaghar se do aalam hon faraamosh mujhe

mai-kash huun vo ki puchhtaa huun uTh ke hashr mein
kyuun ji sharaab ki hain dukaanein yahaan kahin

maut aa jaae qaid mein sayyaad
aarzu ho agar rihaai ki

kam-umri mein sunet hain
mar jaate hain achchhe log

baDe qalaq ki baat hai ki tum ise na paDh sake
hamaari zindagi to ik khuli hui kitaab thi

zindagi tu bhi hamein vaise hi ik roz guzaar
jis tarah ham tujhe barson se guzaare hue hain

umr bhar kaun nibhaataa hai ta'alluq itnaa
ai miri jaan ke dushman tujhe allaah rakkhe

apne man mein Duub kar paa jaa suraagh-e-zindagi
tu agar meraa nahin bantaa na ban apnaa to ban

main tujh se saath bhi to umar bhar kaa chaahtaa thaa
so ab tujh se gilaa bhi umar bhar kaa ho gayaa hai