Classic Poem

Sardiyon ki raaton mein apne apne gaon mein gird alaow ke bethe hein
Ham se kitne deewane tere mere qisson mein apna gham sunate hein

Gaon ki koi gori tod kar har ek nata door desh jati hai
In ghane darkhton mein aaj daf nahin bajte khet sar jhukaye hein

Rang-o-noor ki gudiyo,zindgi ki tasveero,turnne ranj-o-gham mein bhi
Apni muskurahat se ham se dil shikaston key honsle badhaye hein

Chand des ke logo, dil tumhare hota hai, Pyar turn samajhte ho
Ham to apne bachpan se tumko chhoone pane ki hasratein chhupaye hein

Zindgi teri fikren khilte hi gulabon ka ras nichod leti hein
Phooljaisi umron key sochte huye bachche boodhe hote jate hein

Eik jaati duniya mein eik aati duniya mein, eik waqfa hota hay
Is siyaah waqfey mein phool ronde jate hein kante pehne jate hein

Chand se koi kah do chandni ke sholon key ab alaow mahkaaye
Aaj mere aangan mein mahki mahki zulfon ke mahke mahke saye hein