khwab ab husn-e-tasawwur ke ufuq se hain pare
dil ke ek jazba-e-masum ne dekhe the jo khwab

aur tabiron ke tapte hue sahraon mein
tishnagi aabla-pa shola-ba-kaf mauj-e-sarab

ye to mumkin nahin bachpan ka koi din mil jae
ya palat aae koi saat-e-nayab-e-shabab

phut nikle kisi afsurda tabassum se kiran
ya damak utthe kisi dast-e-burida mein gulab

aah patthar ki lakiren hain ki yaadon ke nuqush
kaun likh sakta hai phir umr-e-guzishta ki kitab

bite lamhat ke soe hue tufanon mein
tairte phirte hain phuti hui aankhon ke hubab

tabish-e-rang-e-shafaq aatish-e-ru-e-khurshid
mil ke chehre pe sahar aai hai khun-e-ahbab

jaane kis mod pe kis rah mein kya biti hai
kis se mumkin hai tamannaon ke zakhmon ka hisab

aastinon ko pukarenge kahan tak aansu
ab to daman ko pakadte hain lahu ke girdab

dekhti phirti hai ek ek munh khamoshi
jaane kya baat hai sharminda hai andaz-e-khitab

dar-ba-dar thokaren khate hue phirte hain sawal
aur mujrim ki tarah un se gurezan hai jawab

sarkashi phir main tujhe aaj sada deta hun
main tera shair-e-awara o be-bak-o-kharab

phenk phir jazba-e-be-tab ki aalam pe kamand
ek khwab aur bhi ai himmat-e-dushwar-pasand