Poet Name: Abbas Dana

aql-o-danish ko zamane se chhupa rakkha hai khud ko danista hi divana bana rakha hai ghar ki viraniyan le jaae

vahi dard hai vahi bebasi tire gaanv men mire shahr men be-ghamon ki bhiid men aadmi tire gaanv men mire

us ki vafa na meri vafa ka saval tha donon hi chup the sirf ana ka saval tha is kashmakash

koi subut-e-jurm jagah par nahin mila tuute pade the aaine patthar nahin mila patthar ke jaisi be-hisi us ka nasib

mira khulus abhi sakht imtihan men hai ki mere dost ka dushman miri amaan men hai vo khush-nasib parinda hai

naam khushbu tha sarapa bhi ghazal jaisa tha chand se chehre pe parda bhi ghazal jaisa tha saare alfaz ghazal

na ho jis pe bharosa us se ham yaari nahin rakhte ham apne ashiyan ke paas chingari nahin rakhte faqat

bevafai us ne ki meri vafa apni jagah khun-e-dil apni jagah rang-e-hina apni jagah kitne chehre aae apna nuur kho

gardish-e-dauran se ik lamha churane liye sochna padta hai kitna muskurane ke liye kitni zahmat jhelta hai ek muflis mezban

jo hain mazlum un ko to tadapta chhod dete hain ye kaisa shahr hai zalim ko zinda chhod dete hain