Bilqis Zafirul Hasan
daman-e-arzu ke kinare samette
milta hai kab kisi ko vo sab kuchh jo chahiye
hote hain kuchh sharar bhi chhupe raakh men kahin
hai dekhne men sard sambhal kar kurediye
sab raushni ke phuul to khilte hi bujh gae
kadva dhuan ab ankhon se ro ro nikaliye
mushkil-pasand apni tabiat hai kya karen
chun chun ke khaar rahon men khud ham ne dhar diye
milta hai sard-rui se mah tund-khu hai mehr
apne liye kiran koi ab kis se mangiye
hasrat se su-e-dar ye take jaana ta bike
an-thak ke chor ankhon ko ab sone dijiye
qindil men shagufon ke jalne lagi hava
raushan hain shakh shakh pe khushbu bhare diye
haan mil liye the us se kahin ittifaq se
duniya ne kaise kaise fasane bana liye
‘bilqis’ liije hosh ke nakhun bahut hua
jazbat ko shuur ki had de ke rokiye
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