main aur bazm-e-mai se yun tishna-kaam aaun
gar main ne ki thi tauba saqi ko kya hua tha

thirsty from gathering of wine would i leave this way
if i had vowed to abstain where was the saaqii pray?

hai ek tir jis mein donon chhide pade hain
wo din gae ki apna dil se jigar juda tha

both of these lie pierced now, with merely one dart
those days are past when my heart and liver were apart

darmandagi mein 'ghaalib' kuchh ban pade to jaanun
jab rishta be-girah tha nakhun girah-kusha tha

achievement would be if in sorrow's desperation be
when threads possessed no knots, my nails, possessed facility