Flower

gul par kya kuchh biit gai hai albela jhonka kya jaane...

vo phuul sar chaDha jo chaman se nikal gaya izzat use mili jo vatan se nikal gaya...

ek naghma ik taara ek ghuncha ek jaam ai gham-e-dauran gham-e-dauran tujhe mera salam...

ghunchon ke muskurane pe kahte hain hans ke phool apna karo khayal hamari to kat gayi...

kharoan se ye kah do ki gul-e-tar se na uljhein seekhe koi andaz-e-shareefana hamara...

chaman mein ja ke ham ne ghaur se auraq-e-gul dekhe tumhare husn ki sharhein likhi hain in risalon mein...

jaise ye mez mitti ka hathi ye phool ek kone mein ham bhi hain rakkhe hue...

sab guzarte rahe saf-ba-saf paas se mere seene pe ik phool rakhte hue...

khuda ke waste gul ko na mere haath se lo mujhe boo aati hai is mein kisi badan ki si...

tu hai wo gul ai jaan ki tire baagh mein hai shauq jibreel ko bulbul ki tarah nara-zani ka...

kuchh na ban aayegi jab loot machayegi khizan ghuncha har-chand girah kas ke zar-e-gul baandhe...