Saima Nasim Bano
kyuun aankh se surkhi ab chhalki hui lagti hai
ye niind ki raani bhi ruthi hui lagti hai
yadon ka tasalsul hai ghanghor judai hai
savan ki tarah ye bhi chhai hui lagti hai
sujhe na mudava kyuun khud mere masiha ko
zakhmon ki tarah chahat risti hui lagti hai
avaz ye kis ne di phir yaad ye kaun aaya
be-tabi-e-dil kuchh kuchh sambhali hui lagti hai
guzri hai gulabon ko daman men khizan bhar ke
har shakh-e-chaman lekin mahki hui lagti hai
bazar-e-mohabbat ke tajir hain sitam-pesha
ai ‘bano’ tiri qimat lagti hui lagti hai
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