na tum mile the to duniya charagh-pa bhi na thi

aab-dar-ab mere sath safar karte hain

ye aarzu thi use aaina banate hum

sare zaKHmon ko zaban mil gai gham bolte hain

reaya zulm pe jab sar uThane lagti hai

sukut-e-shab mein

kabhi na aaenge jaane wale

sisakti mazlumiyat ke nam

jaun-eliya se aaKHri mulaqat

hawa ruki hai to raqs-e-sharar bhi KHatm hua

ye kis ki pyas ke chhinTe paDe hain pani par

koi shikwa na shikayat na wazahat koi

mizaj apna mila hi nahin zamane se

wo bhi rasman yahi puchhega ki kaise ho tum

har aadmi wahan masruf qahqahon mein tha