Poet
ab aankh bhi mashshaq hui zer-o-zabar ki
khvahish to tiri ghaat ki rah paai na ghar ki
rang apne jo the bhar bhi kahan paae kabhi ham
ham ne to sada radd-e-amal men hi basar ki
jab sirf tire gul men mira hissa nazar hai
phir soch hai kya dard ye takhir nazar ki
ye kuufe ki galiyan hain ki ye meri ragen bhi
har samt se chubhti hai ani mujh ko shimar ki
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