ye kya ki wo jab chahe mujhe chhin le mujhse

pas jab tak wo rahe dard thama rahta hai

kamal-e-zabt ko KHud bhi to aazmaungi

yun dekhna usko ki koi aur na dekhe

ab to is rah se wo shaKHs guzarta bhi nahin

hum to samjhe the ki ek zaKHm hai bhar jaega

main phul chunti rahi aur mujhe KHabar na hui

sirf is takabbur mein usne mujhko jita tha

dene wale ki mashiyyat pe hai sab kuchh mauquf

darwaza jo khola to nazar aae khaDe wo

justuju khoe huon ki umr bhar karte rahe

wo na aaega hamein malum tha is sham bhi

KHud apne se milne ka to yara na tha mujh mein

ek suraj tha ki taron ke gharane se uTha

sham paDte hi kisi shaKHs ki yaad