Desert

Bint-e-sahra rootha karti thi mujh se Main sahra se ret churaya karta tha...

Kaun sahraon ki pyas hai in makanon ki buniyaad mein Barishon se agar bach bhi jaen to dariya nahin chhodta...

ret par thak ke gira hoon to hawa poochhti hai aap is dasht mein kyun aaye the wahshat ke baghair...

wo jo ik shart thi wahshat ki utha di gai kya meri basti kisi sahra mein basa di gai kya...

ham to sahra hue jaate the ki us ne aa kar shahr aabad kiya nahr-e-saba jaari ki...

maula, phir mire sahra se bin barse baadal laut gaye khair shikayat koi nahin hai agle baras barsa dena...

hamein pukaar na ab ai aroos-e-shabnam-o-gul hamein na dhoond ki ham be-kanar sahra hain...

ye ek abr ka tukda kahan kahan barse tamam dasht hi pyasa dikhai deta hai...

jahan talak bhi ye sahra dikhai deta hai miri tarah se akela dikhai deta hai...

kya mila dasht mein aa kar tire deewane ko ghar ke jaisa hi agar jaagna sona hai yahan...

kahin na tha wo dariya jis ka sahil tha main aankh khuli to ik sahra ke muqabil tha main...

bagh mein lagta nahin sahra se ghabrata hai dil ab kahan le ja ke baithein aise deewane ko ham...