ai husn-e-yar sharm ye kya inqalab hai 
tujh se ziyaada dard tera kaamyab hai 
aashiq ki be-dili ka taghaful nahin jawab 
us ka bas ek josh-e-mohabbat jawab hai 
teri inayaten ki nahin nazr-e-jaan qubul 
teri nawazishen ki zamana KHarab hai 
ai husn apni hausla-afzaiyan to dekh 
mana ki chashm-e-shauq bahut be-hijab hai 
main ishq-e-be-niyaz hun tum husn-e-be-panah 
mera jawab hai na tumhaara jawab hai 
mai-KHana hai usi ka ye duniya usi ki hai 
jis tishna-lab ke hath mein jam-e-sharab hai 
us se dil-e-tabah ki rudad kya kahun 
jo ye na sun sake ki zamana KHarab hai 
ai mohtasib na phenk mere mohtasib na phenk 
zalim sharab hai are zalim sharab hai 
apne hudud se na baDhe koi ishq mein 
jo zarra jis jagah hai wahin aaftab hai 
wo lakh samne hon magar is ka kya ilaj 
dil manta nahin ki nazar kaamyab hai 
meri nigah-e-shauq bhi kuchh kam nahin magar 
phir bhi tera shabab tera hi shabab hai 
manus-e-e'tibar-e-karam kyun kiya mujhe 
ab har KHata-e-shauq isi ka jawab hai 
main us ka aaina hun wo hai mera aaina 
meri nazar se us ki nazar kaamyab hai 
tanhai-e-firaq ke qurban jaiye 
main hun KHayal-e-yar hai chashm-e-pur-ab hai 
sarmaya-e-firaq 'jigar' aah kuchh na puchh 
ab jaan hai so apne liye KHud azab hai
 
        Ghazal
Ai husn-e-yar sharm ye kya inqalab hai
Jigar Moradabadi

