ek be-nam si khoj hai dil ko jis ke asar mein rahte hain

ik be-nam si khoj hai dil ko jis ke asar men rahte hain

ham kaghaz ki naav bana kar roz safar men rahte hain

hone aur na hone ka ik barzakh hai ham jis men hain

jis men shaam ghuli rahti hai aisi sahar men rahte hain

apna to ab is duniya se kuchh aisa hi naata hai

jaise niind men chalne vaale khvab-nagar men rahte hain

pasti aur bulandi kya ab apne khvab hayule bhi

gard ki surat udte hain aur rahguzar men rahte hain

nind-nagar men ja kar huur se pahron baten hoti hain

kaise kaise khvab mire divar-o-dar men rahte hain

ek hava ke jhonke hi se laraz gae hain bam-o-dar

‘shabnam’ aaise lagta hai ham ret ke ghar men rahte hain

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