ye jo sargashta se phirte hain kitabon wale
In se mat mil k inhain rog hain khabon wale
Ab Mah o saal ki muhlat nahi Milne Wali
Aa chuke ab to shab o roz Azabon Wale
Ab to sab dushna o Khanjar ki zaban bolte hain
Ab kahan log Mohabbat ke nisabon waale
Jo dilon par hi kabhi naqab zani karte the
Ab Gharon tak chale aaye wo Naqabon wale
Zinda rahne ki tamanna ho to Ho jate hain
Fakhtaaon ke bhi kirdar Oqabon waale
Na mere zakhm khile hain na tera rang e hina
Abke Mosam hi nahi aaye gulabon wale
Yun to lagta hai k qismat ka sikandar hai faraz
Magar Andaz hain sab khana kharabon wale
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