chhupaun kyon na dil mein khatam-e-gauhar nigar us ki yahi le de ke mere pas hai ek yaadgar us ki ye tanhai mein mere lab tak aakar muskuraati hai aur apni malika ki tarah dil ko gudgudati hai qalam ke sath mere hath mein har-waqt rahti hai aur us ke dast-e-rangin ke fasane mujh se kahti hai tilai ungliyon ka jab mujhe qissa sunati hai tasawwur mein sitaron ke se paikar khinch lati hai meri salma ko is ne shad aur nashad dekha hai gahe masrur gahe mail-e-fariyaad dekha hai ise ma'lum hain achchhi tarah betabiyan us ki nahin poshida is ki aankh se be-khwabiyan us ki shab-e-tanhai mein is ne use bedar paya hai aur aksar dida-e-sarshaar ko khun-bar paya hai ise ma'lum hai wo kis tarah maghmum rahti thi kisi ke gham mein lutf-e-zist se mahrum rahti thi mera khat padh ke wo kis naz se masrur hoti thi phir apni bebasi par kis tarah ranjur hoti thi ye shahid hai ki us ki sham-e-gham kyunkar guzarti thi ye shahid hai ki wo ro ro ke kyunkar subh karti thi wo jab dil tham leti thi hujum-e-gham se ghabra kar to ye karti thi us ki gham-gusari us ke pas aakar ise ma'lum hai jo dard tha us pak sine mein basi hain us ke dil ki dhadkanen is ke nagine mein pahunchti hain shuaen is ki jis dam chashm-e-hairan tak tasawwur mujh ko le udta hai salma ke shabistan tak jahan salma ke aur mere siwa hota nahin koi anguthi khoi jati hai magar khota nahin koi