Mari, Punjab, Pakistan
baaton se siwa hoti hai kuchh wahshat-e-dil aur
thak ke patthar ki tarah baiTha hun raste mein zafar
aa mere chand raat suni hai
dur ho kar bhi sunin tumne hikayat-e-wafa
hai gulu-gir bahut raat ki pahnai bhi
zahr hai mere rag-o-pai mein mohabbat shayad
unki mahfil mein zafar log mujhe chahte hain
pani ko aag kah ke mukar jaana chahiye
ek bhi aaftab ban na saka
sans lene ko hi jina nahin kahte hain zafar
aankhon mein tere jalwe liye phirte hain hum log
hae ye tawil o sard raaten