ye desh ki hindu aur muslim tahzibon ka shiraaza hai
sadiyon ki purani baat hai ye par aaj bhi kitni taza hai

tarikh hai is ki ek amal tahlilon ka tarkibon ka
sambandh wo do aadarshon ka sanjog wo do tahzibon ka

wo ek tadap wo ek lagan kuchh khone ki kuchh pane ki
wo ek talab do ruhon ke ek qalib mein dhal jaane ki

do shamon ki lau pechan jaise ek shoala-e-nau ban jaane ki
do dhaaren jaise madira ki bharti hui kisi paimane ki

yun ek tajalli jag uthi nazron mein haqiqat walon ki
jis tarah haden mil jati hon do samt se do ujyalon ki

aawaza-e-haq jab lahra kar bhagti ka tarana banta hai
ye rabt-e-baham ye jazb-e-darun khud ek zamana banta hai

chishti ka qutub ka har nara yak-rangi mein dhal jata hai
har dil pe kabir aur tulsi ke dohon ka fusun chal jata hai

nanak ka kabit ban jati hai mera ka bhajan ban jata hai
dil dil se jo hum aahang hue atwar mile andaz mile

ek aur zaban tamir hui alfaz se jab alfaz mile
ye fikr o bayan ki ranai duniya-e-adab ki jaan bani

ye 'mir' ka fan 'chakbast' ki lai 'ghaalib' ka amar diwan bani
tahzib ki is yak-jehti ko urdu ki shahadat kafi hai

kuchh aur nishan bhi milte hain thodi si basirat kafi hai
tamir ke parde mein bhi kai be-laus fusun mil jate hain

ran-pur ke mandir mein hum ko masjid ke sutun mil jate hain
wahdat ki isi chingari se dil mom hua hai patthar ka

ajmer ki jama masjid mein khud aks hai ajnabi mandar ka
phir aur zara ye fan badh kar manind-e-ghazal ban jata hai

marmar ki ru-pahli chandi se ek taj-mahal ban jata hai
ye naqsh baham tahzibon ka maujud hai sau taswiron mein

'mansur' 'manohar' 'daulat' aur 'hashim' ki subuk tahriron mein
dil sath dhadakte aae hain khud saz pata de dete hain

tartib suron ki kaise hui khud rag sada de dete hain
is waqt bhi jab ek mutrib ke honton pe khayal aa jata hai

sangat ki dewi ke rukh par ek bar jamal aa jata hai
thumri ki rasili tanon se naghmon ki ghataen aati hain

chhidta hai sitar ab bhi jo kahin khusraw ki sadaen aai hain
salme ki damak kuchh kahti hai raqqas ke rangin jode mein

ek gunj nae andaz ki hai katthak ke dhamakte tode mein
murli ki suhani sangat ko taus-o-rabab aa jate hain

champa ke mahakte pahlu mein khush-rang gulab aa jate hain
zehnon ki tahon mein aaj bhi hai lahra wo hasin shahnai ka

akbar ke jawan kandhe pe saja jab dola jodha-bai ka
har din se badh kar wo rishta ulfat ki junun-samani ka

chehre se sarakta wo ghunghat taron se hasin mastani ka
aapas ki ye badhti yak-jihati ek mod pe jab ruk jati hai

insan ke aage insan ki ek bar nazar jhuk jati hai
ai arz-e-watan maghmum na ho phir pyar ke chashme phutenge

ye nasl-o-nasab ke paimane ye zat ke darpan tutenge
zehnon ki ghutan mit jaegi insan mein tafakkur jagega

kal ek mukammal wahdat ka bebak tasawwur jagega
tamir nai wahdat hogi manawta ki buniyaadon par

ai arz-e-watan wishwas to kar ek bar hamare wadon par
is wahdat is yak-jihati ki tamir ka din hum laenge

sadiyon ke sunahre khwabon ki tabir ka din hum laenge