tum ne dekhe hain kabhi har-singar
vo dil-avez se maasum se do-range phuul
raat ko shakh pe khilte the sitaron ki tarah
vo bhala din ki tamazat ke sitam kyuun sahte
is liye akhir-e-shab apne hi husn se be-khud ho kar
os se bhige hue farsh pe kis pyaar se bichh jaate the
jaise kal raat yahan
zaafaran rang ki chadar pe bikhere hon kisi ne moti
aur har roz savere koi bachchi aa kar
farsh-e-gul par bahut ahista se chalti thi
khayalon men pahunch jaati thi
is paristan men ki jis ki pariyan
raat ko farsh pe ye phuul bichha jaati thiin
yaad galiyon se guzarti huun to bachpan ke kisi mod pe mil jaate hai
vahi maasum, dil-avez, subuk har-singar
janti huun main vahan
ab mire sahn ki divar ke us paar nahin koi darakht
ab vahan ek imarat hai bahut unchi si
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