Tahlil

main raat aur din ki

masafat mein

rangon ki tafsir mein

apne sare azizon ke

apne hi hathon se

qatl-e-musalsal mein masruf hun

phir main kyun sochta hun

sar-e-jam, har shab

ki dida-wari ki mata-e-firozan se

sarshaar hota

to har KHufta sar-basta tahrir se

main gale mil ke rota

sadaon ki sargoshiyon mein utarta

ajab hadsa hai ki kuchh der pahle

mere samne ek ghayal parinda

gira hai mere panw mein

samne ke fasurda o be-barg

be-rang se peD se

mere jam-e-shikasta mein

baqi the qatre mai-e-KHam ke kuchh

inhen chashm-e-minqar se ye musafir

baDe ghaur se dekhta hai

inhen gin raha hai ye shayad

main sailab-e-tahlil mein hun

yahan se kahan jaunga

dur gar ja sakta to wahan se

yahan lauT kar kis tarah

aaunga main