mohabbat khud hi apni parda-dar-e-raaz hoti hai
jo dil par chot lagti hai wo be-awaz hoti hai

ba-zahir naghma-e-hasti bhala malum hota hai
magar har sans aawaz-e-shikast-e-saz hoti hai

dilon ke mel mein ruswaiyan bhi ho ke rahti hai
ki takraate hain jab saghar to ek aawaz hoti hai

na hansne ka koi maqsad na rone ka koi matlab
wo diwane hain jin ki zindagi ek raaz hoti hai

chhupae se lab-o-lahja mohabbat ka nahin chhupta
zamane se bahut badli hui aawaz hoti hai

main rota hun to koi dad ashkon ki nahin deta
main hansta hun to duniya gosh-bar-awaz hoti hai

gunahgaron ko ai 'shauq' ek yahi taskin kya kam ho
khata ashkon se tar ho kar nazar-andaz hoti hai