roz sham hoti hai roz hum sanwarte hain
phul sej ke yunhi sukhte bikharte hain

dil ko todne wale tu kahin na ruswa ho
khair tere daman ki chashm-e-tar se darte hain

subh tut jata hai aaina tasawwur ka
raat bhar sitaron se apni mang bharte hain

zor aur kya chalta fasl-e-gul mein kya karte
bas yahi ki daman ko tar tar karte hain

ya kabhi ye haalat thi zakhm-e-dil se darte the
aur ab ye aalam hai chaaragar se darte hain

yun tere tasawwur mein ashk-bar hain aankhen
jaise shabnamistan mein phul raqs karte hain

khun hamein rulati hai rah ki thakan 'bano'
jab hamari nazron se karwan guzarte hain