Garden

patta patta buTa buTa haal hamara jaane hai jaane na jaane gul hi na jaane bagh to saara jaane hai...

likha tha ek takhti par koi bhi phuul mat toDe magar aandhi to an-paDh thi so jab vo baagh se guzri koi ukhDa koi TuuTa khizan ke aakhiri din the...

gul phenke hai auron ki taraf balki samar bhi ai khana-bar-andaz-e-chaman kuchh to idhar bhi...

jo chaman ki hayaat ko das le us kali ko babool kahta hoon...

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

yun to saara chaman hamara hai phool jitne bhi hain paraye hain...

duniya se 'yaas' jaane ko jee chahta nahin allah re husn gulshan-e-na-paedar ka...

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

badan gul chehra gul rukhsar gul lab gul dahan hai gul sarapa ab to wo rashk-e-chaman hai dher phoolon ka...

kooche mein us ke baithna husn ko us ke dekhna ham to usi ko samjhe hain baagh bhi aur bahaar bhi...

dekh le is chaman-e-dahr ko dil bhar ke 'nazeer' phir tira kaahe ko is baagh mein aana hoga...

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

chaman pe bas na chala warna ye chaman wale hawayen bechte neelam rang-o-boo karte...