Sattar maon ka pyar

kitabon ka zina bana kar
machani se main ne miThai churai to

ghar mein kisi ko bhi ghussa na aaya
ye kam-sin zehanat ki tasir thi

ya shararat ki shirin shakar-qandiyon jaisi umron ki lazzat
abhi tak wo KHush-zaeqa waqia

jab rag-e-jaan mein ghulta hai
bachpan ke baghat ki titliyan

phul ban kar barasti hain
pathrili umron ke din raat ki

zard kali musibat ka gham bhul kar
muskurahaT ki miThi phuwaren

bayaban ko jal-thal banati hain gati hain
ek do tin

allah miyan ki zamin
chaar panch chhe sat

sare mil kar khaen bhat
aaTh nau das pani miTha ras

pani ki lahron pe hachkole khati hui
kaghazi-umr ki naw

karwaT badal kar ulaT deti hai KHwab sare
kitabon pe girte hue aansuon se

siyahi ke dariya hi bante hain
dariya samundar banate hain

sare samundar siyahi qalam ban gain sari shaKHen
qasam ungliyon ki

mohabbat bhara KHat mere aur tere darmiyan tir hai
main likkhun aur likhta rahun ta-qayamat

mohabbat ki nazmen
magar jaaniyan in kitabon ko zina bana kar

kai bar main ne
tere aasmanon pe ja kar

tujhe DhunD lane ki nakaam koshish mein
aansu bahae

siyahi ke dariya banae
kahan hai tu KHud apni shirin sada se

meri tira-baKHti mein
shubhraat ki misriyan ghol de

man to naraaz hai
ab kai roz se bolti bhi nahin