Mujhe Apni Pasti Ki Sharm Hai Teri Rifaton Ka Khayal Hai

mujhe apni pasti ki sharm hai tiri rifaton ka ḳhayal hai

magar apne dil ko main kya karun use phir bhi shauq-e-visal hai

is ada se kaun ye jalva-gar sar-e-bazm-e-husn-e-ḳhayal hai

jo nafas hai mast-e-bahar hai jo nazar hai gharq-e-jamal hai

unhen zid hai arz-e-visal se mujhe shauq-e-arz-e-visal hai

vahi ab bhi un ka javab hai vahi ab bhi mera saval hai

tiri yaad men hua jab se gum tire gum-shuda ka ye haal hai

ki na duur hai na qarib hai na firaq hai na visal hai

tiri bazm-e-ḳhalvat-e-la-makan tira astan mah-o-kahkashan

magar ai sitara-e-arzu mujhe arzu-e-visal hai

main vatan men rah ke bhi be-vatan ki nahin hai ek bhi ham-suḳhan

hai koi sharik-e-gham-o-mehan to vo ik nasim-e-shumal hai

main bata.un vaiz-e-ḳhush-nava hai jahan-o-ḳhuld men farq kya

ye agar fareb-e-ḳhayal hai vo fareb-e-husn-e-ḳhayal hai

yahi dad-e-qissa-e-gham mili ki nazar uthi na zaban mili

faqat ik tabassum-e-sharmagi miri be-kasi ka maaal hai

vo ḳhushi nahin hai vo dil nahin magar un ka saaya sa ham-nashin

faqat ek gham-zada yaad hai faqat ik fasurda ḳhayal hai

kahin kis se ‘aḳhtar’-e-be-nava hamen bazm-e-dahr se kya mila

vahi ek saghar-e-zahr-e-gham jo harif-e-nosh-e-kamal hai

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