dard baDhta gaya jitne darman kiye pyas baDhti gai jitne aansu piye
lauTe kuchh is tarah teri jalwa-sara se hum
haqir KHak ke zarre the aasman hue
dil pe wo waqt bhi kis darja giran hota hai
ishq ke marahil mein wo bhi waqt aata hai
thi siyahiyon ka maskan meri zindagi ki wadi
gham-e-behad mein kis ko zabt ka maqdur hota hai
na sakat hai zabt-e-gham ki na majal-e-ashk-bari
