Mann toh karta hai raatbhar jaagun
zakhme jism darde bayaan
khoone kalam se likh daalun
shor machayega tu kitne, ja tu apni haden dhoond le
peer ke nagmon ko mitane wale
ja tu apni wajah dhoond le
jo har subeh bhujhe har raat jale
us charag ki law ke tale
apne makhbare ki jagah dhoond le
Oh jaane wale
in jheel se gehri aankhon ka kya
woh galon ke bhanwar
woh ghazal si behki kamar ka kya
jab cheda tha kisi khayal mein tumne
woh aeenaye nazmm , us lafse bemisaal ka kya karoon
Mann toh karta hai, jo aayi thi aandhi
us ke har tinke ko cheer dalun
jal jaaun khud
pathar ko pani bana dalun
ashiqui nahi hai shayar ka nazrana
aye dost
yeh nahi hai saki ka maekhana
sadiyon ki muddat se mile jo
yeh hai fakir ka woh khazana
..
is paemane ko bharte bharte raat beet jaae
inshah allah
woh subeh kabhi na aaye
jab khuda bande se pooche
dikha .. kya chupata hai
dard hoton tale dabata hai?
is chand si soorat ke peeche
seerat mein apne gham dabata hai?
khol seena ki raushan karoon
in zakhmon se kayanat ko
bandagi mein aye peer
peergi mein apna ber chupata hai..
