dur rahta hai magar jumbish-e-lab bos-o-kanar

naqsh to sare mukammal hain ab uljhan ye hai

wo aa raha tha magar main nikal gaya kahin aur

apne manzar se alag hota nahin hai koi rang

phul ki patti pe koi zaKHm Dal

mujhe bhi rafta rafta aa gaya hai

main qatl ho ke bhi sharminda apne-ap se hun

shab ko har rang mein sailab tumhaara dekhen

zamir-e-KHak shah-e-do-sara mein raushan hai

be-niyaz-e-dahr kar deta hai ishq

wo mehrban nahin hai to phir KHafa hoga

mere junun ka silsila marhala-war ho gaya

KHud apni lauh-e-tamanna pe khil ke dekhunga

wo be-KHabar hai meri jast-o-KHez se shayad

kabhi wo KHush bhi raha hai kabhi KHafa hua hai