yoon aao mire pahaloo mein tum ghar se nikal kar
boo aatee hai jis tarah gul-e-tar se nikal kar
talkh kahate the lo ab pee ke to bolo zaahid
haath aae idhar ustaad maza hai ki nahin
jo chashm-e-dil-ruba ke vasf mein ashar likhata hoon
to har har lafz par ahal-e-nazar ik saad karate hain
bol uthatee kabhee chidiya jo tiree angiya kee
khush-navaee kee na yoon jeetatee bulabul paalee
sail-e-girya kee badaulat ye hua ghar ka haal
khaak tak bhee na milee bahar-e-tayammum mujh ko
sab kuchh hai aur kuchh bhee nahin dahar ka vajood
kaifi ye baat vo hai muamma kahen jise
uqda-e-qismat nahin khulata mira
ye bhee tira band-e-qaba ho gaya
dhoondhane se yoon to is duniya mein kya milata nahin
sach agar poochho to sachcha aashna milata nahin
kahane ko to kah gae ho sab kuchh
ab koee javaab de to kya ho
ya ilaahee mujh ko ye kya ho gaya
dostee ka teree sauda ho gaya