rumuz-e-vaqt ki pahli class mein bhi miraa — Tauheed Zeb

apni tasvir chuum li us ne
phuul par phuul khil gayaa jaise

ek hi din milaa mohabbat ko
saal bhar ki thakan utaari gai

daftar-e-husn khole baiThe hain
'aashiqi rozgaar hai un kaa

kyaa huaa husn-e-jaavedaan ko tire
tu to mujh se bichhaD ke khush thi bahut

haiat se maavaraa hai lisaani jamaaliyaat
paani kaa asl zaaiqa zer-e-namak to hai

dhokaa khaane pe ro paDaa hogaa
ye koi 'ishq mein nayaa hogaa

shaahraahein dafatan shoale ugalne lag gaiin
ghar ki jaanib chal paDaa hai shahr gheraa kar tamaam

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

zamaana mujh se judaa ho gayaa zamaana huaa
rahaa hai ab to bichhaDne ko mujh se tu baaqi

tumhein fursat ho duniyaa se to ham se aa ke milnaa
hamaare paas fursat ke sivaa kyaa rah gayaa hai

vo na aaegaa hamein maalum thaa is shaam bhi
intizaar us kaa magar kuchh soch kar karte rahe

pyaaso raho na dasht mein baarish ke muntazir
maaro zamin pe paanv ki paani nikal paDe