مارچ 1907

Zamana Aya Hai Behijabi Ka, Aam Didar-e-Yar Ho Ga

Sakoot Tha Parda Dar Jis Ka, Woh Raaz Ab Ashkar Ho Ga

Guzar Gya Ab Woh Dor Saqi Ke Chup Ke Peete The Peene Wale

Bane Ga Sara Jahan Maikhana, Har Koi Bada Khwar Ho Ga

Kabhi Jo Awara’ay Junoon The, Woh Bastiyon Mein Phir Aa Basain Ge

Barhna Payi Wohi Rahe Gi, Magar Naya Khar Zaar Ho Ga

Suna Diya Gosh-e-Muntazir Ko Hijaz Ki Khamshi Ne Akhir

Jo Ehad Sehraiyon Se Bandha Gya Tha, Phir Ustawar Ho Ga

Nikl Ke Sehra Se Jis Ne Roma Ki Saltanat Ko Ulat Diya Tha

Suna Hai Ye Qudsiyon Se Main Ne, Woh Sher Phir Hoshyar Ho Ga

Kiya Mera Tazkara Jo Saqi Ne Badah Khawaron Ki Anjuman Mein

To Peer-e-Maikhana Sun Ke Kehne Laga Ke Munh Phat Hai, Khuwar Ho Ga

Diyar-e-Maghrib Ke Rehne Walo ! Khuda Ki Basti Dukan Nahin Hai

Khara Jise Tum Samajh Rahe Ho, Woh Ab Zr-e-Kam Ayaar Ho Ga

Tumhari Tehzeeb Apne Khanjar Se Ap Hi Khudkushi Kare Gi

Jo Shakh-e-Nazuk Pe Ashiyana Bane Ga, Na Paidar Ho Ga

Safina’ay Barg-e-Gul Bana Le Ga Qafla Moor-e-Natawan Ka

Hazar Moujon Ki Ho Kashakash Magar Ye Darya Se Paar Ho Ga

Chaman Mein Lala Dikhata Phirta Hai Dagh Apna Kali Kali Ko

Ye Janta Hai Ke Iss Dikhawe Se Dil Jalon Mein Shumar Ho Ga

Jo Aik Tha Ae Nigah Tu Ne Hazar Kar Ke Humain Dikhaya

Yehi Agar Kaifiyat Hai Teri To Phir Kise Itibaar Ho Ga

Kaha Jo Qumri Se Main Ne Ek Din, Yahan Ke Azad Pa Ba Gil Hain

To Ghunche Kehne Lage, Humare Chaman Ka Ye Raazdaar Ho Ga

Khuda Ke Ashiq To Hain Hazaron, Bannu Mein Phirte Hain Mare Mare

Mein Uss Ka Banda Bano Ga Jis Ko Khuda Ke Bandon Se Pyar Ho Ga

Ye Rasm-e-Bazm-e-Fana Hai Ae Dil! Gunah Hai Junbish-e-Nazar Bhi

Rahe Gi Kya Abru Humari Jo Tu Yahan Be-Qarar Ho Ga

Mein Zulmat-e-Shab Mein Le Ke Niklun Ga Apne Darmandah Karwan Ko

Sharar Fishan Ho Gi Aah Meri, Nafas Mera Shaola Bar Ho Ga

Nahin Hai Ghair Az Namood Kuch Bhi Jo Maddaa Teri Zindagi Ka

Tu Ek Nafas Mein Jahan Se Mitna Tujhe Misl-e-Sharaar Ho Ga

Na Pooch Iqbal Ka Thikana, Abhi Wohi Kaifiyat Hai Uss Ki

Kahin Sar-e-Rah Guzar Baitha Sitam Kash-e-Intizar Ho Ga