agar kaaba ka rukh bhi janib-e-mai-khana ho jaae
to phir sajda miri har laghzish-e-mastana ho jaae
vahi dil hai jo husn-o-ishq ka kashana ho jaae
vo sar hai jo kisi ki tegh ka nazrana ho jaae
ye achchhi parda-dari hai ye achchhi razdari hai
ki jo aae tumhari bazm men divana ho jaae
mira sar kat ke maqtal men gire qatil ke qadmon par
dam-e-akhir ada yuun sajda-e-shukrana ho jaae
tiri sarkar men laaya huun Daali hasrat-e-dil ki
ajab kya hai mira manzur ye nazrana ho jaae
shab-e-furqat ka jab kuchh tuul kam hona nahin mumkin
to meri zindagi ka mukhtasar afsana ho jaae
vo sajde jin se barson ham ne kaaba ko sajaya hai
jo but-khane ko mil jaaen to phir but-khana ho jaae
kisi ki zulf bikhre aur bikhar kar dosh par aae
dil-e-sad-chak uljhe aur ulajh kar shana ho jaae
yahan hona na hona hai na hona ain hona hai
jise hona ho kuchh khak-e-dar-e-janana ho jaae
sahr tak sab ka hai anjam jal kar khaak ho jaana
bane mahfil men koi shama ya parvana ho jaae
vo mai de de jo pahle shibli-o-mansur ko di thi
to ‘bedam’ bhi nisar-e-murshid-e-mai-khana ho jaae