wajud-e-dil ke darwazon ki kunji kaun rakhta hai

lafz ki buhtat itni naqd o fan mein aa gai

tir ki parwaz hai mashkiza-e-dil ki taraf

aur hoti meri ruswai nikharta aur kuchh

so raha hun main ki ye jaga hua sa KHwab hai

ab na wo ahbab zinda hain na rasm-ul-KHat wahan

ek bosa honT par phaila tabassum ban gaya

meri aawaz ko aawaz ne taqsim kiya

lafz ki buhtat itni naqd o fan mein aa gai

ek manzar bhi na dekha gaya mujhse kawish