Mirza Ghalib

Hazaaron khwaishein aisi ke har khwaish pe dam nikle,

Bohat niklay mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle.

Dil-e-nadaan tujhe hua kya hai,

Aakhir iss dard ki dawa kya hai?

Ishq ne Ghalib nikamma kar diya,

Warna hum bhi aadmi the kaam ke.

Hum ne maana ke tagaful na karoge lekin,

Khak ho jayenge hum tum ko khabar hone tak.

Rekhta ke tumhi ustad nahi ho Ghalib,

Kahte hain agle zamane mein koi Mir bhi tha.

Kaaba kis munh se jaoge Ghalib,

Sharm tum ko magar nahi aati.

Mohabbat mein nahi hai farq jeene aur marne ka,

Usi ko dekh kar jeete hain jis kaafir pe dam nikle.

Bas-ki dushwar hai har kaam ka aasan hona,

Aadmi ko bhi mayassar nahi insan hona.

Dard minnat-kash-e-dawa na hua,

Main na achha hua, bura na hua.

Hum ko maaloom hai jannat ki haqeeqat lekin,

Dil ke khush rakhne ko Ghalib ye khayaal achha hai.

Na tha kuch to khuda tha, kuch na hota to khuda hota,

Duboya mujh ko hone ne, na hota main to kya hota?

Aah ko chahiye ek umr asar hone tak,

Kaun jeeta hai teri zulf ke sar hone tak.

Ronde mein hai sharafat par rona nahi aata,

Dil mein hai jo baat wo chehre pe laana nahi aata.

Jee dhoondta hai phir wahi fursat ke raat din,

Baithe rahein tasawwur-e-jaana kiye hue.

Qarz ki peete the mai lekin samajhte the ke haan,

Rang laaye gi humari faqa-masti ek din.

Maine kaha ki bazm-e-naaz mein ghairon ka kya guzar,

Usne kaha ki dastaan aage badhao baat kya.

Nukta-cheen hai gham-e-dil usko sunaye na bane,

Kya bane baat jahan baat banaye na bane.

Rahiye ab aisi jagah chal kar jahan koi na ho,

Hamsukhan koi na ho aur hamzabaan koi na ho.

Ugte hain kal saaye mere har diwaar-o-dar se,

Fursat-e-nazaara de aey gham mujhe har safar se.

Ghalib bura na maan jo waiz bura kahe,

Aisa bhi koi hai ke sabhi jis ko achha kahein.