umid-o-bim ne maaraa mujhe doraahe par — 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

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

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

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

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

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

main jis mein rah na sakaa ji-huzuriyon ke sabab
ye aadmi hai usi kaamyaab mausam kaa