Nashtar ki tarah chubhate hai dil toota hai jab se,

Nashtar ki tarah chubhate hai dil toota hai jab se,
Tukde ye mere dil ke bikhar kyu nahi jate,
Tum kahte the hai waqt hi har chot ka marham,
Fir zakhm mere dil ke bhi bhar kyu nahi jate,
Ilzam-e-qatl mera gawara nahi tumko,
Masoom agar ho to mukar kyu nahi jate,
Jab gam se hi labrez hai lamhaat khushi ke,
To kafile yado ke thehar kyu nahi jate,
Har lafz farebi hai har chehra chalawa,
Insaan ke mukhaute ye utar kyu nahi jate,
Ta umar gham-e-zeest se tadpa kiye lekin,
Ye hi na kabhi socha ki mar kyu nahi jate,
Kyu ab bhi tera naam hai hotho pe mere,
Murjhaye hue gul se bikhar kyu nahi jate.