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Ali-Gadh Chhodne Ke Baad

ham-nashin raat ki maghmum khamoshi men mujhe

duur kuchh dhimi si naghmon ki sada aati hai

jaise jaati hui afsurda javani ki pukar

jis ko sun sun ke miri ruuh laraz jaati hai

jaise ghatti hui maujon ka utarta hua shor

mutriba jaise koi duur nikal jaati hai

ya havaon ka tarannum kisi virane men

jaise tanhai men doshiza koi gaati hai

main bahut ghaur se naghmat suna karta huun

sach to ye hai ki miri jaan pe ban jaati hai

baar baar uth ke main jaata huun sadaon ki taraf

lekin ik shai hai jo vapas mujhe le aati hai

chaunk uthta huun jab us khvab se hairan ho kar

phir mujhe dusri duniya hi nazar aati hai

aah, vo bhuuk ke maare hue afrad hansen

jin ki surat pe qanaat bhi taras khati hai

jaise ujdi hui mahfil ke kuchh afsurda charagh

raushni men jinhen har gaam pe thukrati hai

aah vo hazrat-e-insan hi ka dard o sitam

jis ka izhar bhi karte hue sharm aati hai

vo tarane jo suna karta huun tanhai men

un taranon men mujhe bu-e-vafa aati hai

gaunga naghme vo taamir-e-mohabbat ke liye

mai-kada chhod diya jin ki ishaat ke liye

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