Meena Kumari Naz
ayadat hoti jaati hai ibadat hoti jaati hai
mire marne ki dekho sab ko aadat hoti jaati hai
nami si aankh men aur hont bhi bhige hue se hain
ye bhiga-pan hi dekho muskurahat hoti jaati hai
tere qadmon ki aahat ko ye dil hai dhundta har dam
har ik avaz par ik thartharahat hoti jaati hai
ye kaisi yaas hai rone ki bhi aur muskurane ki
ye kaisa dard hai ki jhunjhunahat hoti jaati hai
kabhi to khub-surat apni hi ankhon men aise the
kisi gham-khana se goya mohabbat hoti jaati hai
khud hi ko tez nakhunon se haae nochte hain ab
hamen allah khud se kaisi ulfat hoti jaati hai
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