Safar mein guzri hai umar apni, ab ik thikhana chahiye

Safar mein guzri hai umar apni, ab ik thikhana chahiye
Ke zinda rehne ko koi tou bahana chahiye

Koi tou ho jo in rasmon se elaan-e-baghawat kare
Kahin tou andhere mein koi chirag jalana chahiye

Kab se veeran para hai yeh ayina – e – dil
Sochta hoon ab koi neya chehra sajana chahhiye

Bohat muddat se muntazir hai mere des ki matti
Shayed ke ab mujhe laut ke ghar jana chahiye

Mujhe fakat usi ke sath ki tamana thi waqas
Magar usey mere sath sath sara zamana chahiye

Har saal ki trah

Har saal ki trah
baraf-bari ka mosam
iss saal bhi aay tha
faraq sirf itna tha
ke pichle bars hum dono sath the
magar aaj…….
aaj bhi me tanha nai hon..
guzre hue kal ki sare yadain mere sath hian
magar “yadain”
“tere aaghosh ki garmi ka naimul-badal to nahi”

Guzre dinon ki achi batain yaad rakhta hoon

Guzre dinon ki achi batain yaad rakhta hoon,
Khushiyon mein bhi ashkon ki baratain sath rakhta hoon,

Mein ab aksar tanha ho kar bhi tanha nahin rehta,
Jahan bhi rahoon teri yadain sath rakhta hoon

Mujh ko kabhi zaroorat nahin pari mashk o atar ki,
Tere badn ki khushbu, teri mehkti sansain sath rakhta hoon

Kese bhool sakta hoon mein pata apne ghar ka,
Tere kadmon ke nishan, Teri ankhen sath rakhta hoon

Jo guzrey they bazu’on mein tere, Ehd o peimaan karte hoye
Woh sarey din woh sari ratain sath rakhta hoon

Woh tera mujhe se larna, roothna, Phir khud hi maan jana,
In shararton mein chupi theen jo woh mohbtain sath rakhta hon

Mehkte rangeen kaghzon ke khat, In mein se sajay gulaab sarey,
Chehre pyar ki sab yeh soghatain sath rakhta hoon

Jin per kabhi chale they hum hath mein daley hath waqas,
Mein woh sab raste, Sab raahain sath rakhta hoon…

(Ashkon:Tears)(Mashk-o-Atar:Fragrance)(Khat:Letter)(Soghatain:Things)(Raahain:Way)

Shaam se pehle ik diya jalana chahta hoon

Shaam se pehle ik diya jalana chahta hoon,
Main aaj apni mohabbat ko aazmana chahta hoon,

Yeh anaa-parast log hain andar se tootay huye,
Mein yeh baat dunya walon ko batana chahta hoon,

Teri zaat ki mehroomiyan, Tere man ki yeh udaasiyan,
Mujhe moka to de, mein inhe mitaana chahta hoon,

Tere hath mein mere rehber, Tere naksh-e-paa meri manzil ke,
Tujhe mein chilchilati dhoop mein aanchal banana chahta hon,

Cheen lo saharey mujhse, apne paraaye sarey mujhse,
Bas do hosla mujhe, mein khud ko manwaana chahta hoon,

Poocha jo yaaron ne muskurahat ka sabab to kehne laga Waqas,
Mein hansi ke pardey mein dard apna chupana chahta hoon..