sharbat kaa ghunT jaan ke piitaa huun khun-e-dil — Yagana Changezi

parda-e-hijr vahi hasti-e-mauhum thi 'yaas'
sach hai pahle nahin maalum thaa ye raaz mujhe

jaras ne muzhda-e-manzil sunaa ke chaunkaayaa
nikal chalaa thaa dabe paanv kaarvaan apnaa

ajab kyaa hai ham aise garm-raftaaron ki Thokar se
zamaane ke buland-o-past kaa hamvaar ho jaanaa

vatan se kyaa ki havaa-e-vatan se hain bezaar
lipaT rahe jo bagulon se dasht-e-ghurbat ke

maut maangi thi khudaai to nahin maangi thi
le duaa kar chuke ab tark-e-duaa karte hain

nai zamin nayaa aasmaan nai duniyaa
ajiib shai ye tilism khayaal hotaa hai

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

ishq udaasi ke paighaam to laataa rahtaa hai din raat
lekin ham ko khush rahne ki aadat bahut ziyaada hai

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

udaas aankhon se aansu nahin nikalte hain
ye motiyon ki tarah sipiyon mein palte hain

hazaar tarah ke sadme uThaane vaale log
na jaane kyaa huaa ik aan mein bikhar se gae