Poet Name: Waseem Barelvi

andhera zehn ka samt-e-safar jab khone lagta hai kisi ka dhyan aata hai ujala hone lagta hai vo jitni duur

aate aate mira naam sa rah gaya us ke honton pe kuchh kanpta rah gaya raat mujrim thi daman bacha

apne andaz ka akela tha is liye main bada akela tha pyaar to janm ka akela tha kya mira tajraba

apne chehre se jo zahir hai chhupaen kaise teri marzi ke mutabiq nazar aaen kaise ghar sajane ka tasavvur to

apne har har lafz ka khud aina ho jaunga us ko chhota kah ke main kaise bada ho jaunga tum

apne saae ko itna samjhane de mujh tak mere hisse ki dhuup aane de ek nazar men kai zamane dekhe

bhala ghamon se kahan haar jaane vaale the ham ansuon ki tarah muskurane vaale the hamin ne kar diya elan-e-gumrahi

biite hue din khud ko jab dohrate hain ek se jaane ham kitne ho jaate hain ham bhi dil ki

chand ka khvab ujalon ki nazar lagta hai tu jidhar ho ke guzar jaae khabar lagta hai us ki yadon