nit-nae rang se karta raha dil ko pamal
barbat-e-jaan mein samaya hua ek husn-e-malal

umar kati hai ghani chhanw mein zulfon ki bahut
aao ab ranj ki dahliz pe sajde kuchh sal

wo badan jis ka ujala tha hamari jannat
dhyan mein us ke hue aaj magar kaise nidhaal

gori bahen bhi hamail raha karti thin kabhi
aur ab sar bhi uthana hua zanu se muhaal

tu mayassar tha to dil mein the hazaron arman
tu nahin hai to har ek samt ajab rang-e-malal

har taraf apne andhera hi andhera lekin
aasman par ye sitaron ka chamakta hua jal