meri man maut ki aaghosh mein bhi khubsurat thi
mujassam shukr-o-isar-o-wafa

jo zindagi-bhar khud jhulas kar hum ko thandi chhanw di thi
ab us ki chand si raushan jabin par

dard ki gahri shikan si aa gai thi
phir bhi us ka zard chehra pur-sukun tha

wo jab tak hosh mein tha
us ke honton par duaen

us ki aankhon mein mohabbat thi
meri man maut ki aaghosh mein bhi khubsurat thi

use ek dusri duniya mein paidaish ki jaldi thi
hamein ye zid ki hum ko chhod kar jaane nahin pae

usi rassa-kashi mein
us ka dil aur jism

us ke hont us ki ruh zakhmi ho chuke the
chhil chuke the

phir bhi us ne apna sara bojh
us palde mein dala tha

jahan hum sab ikatthe mil ke us ko apni duniya
apni is be-faiz duniya mein ghasite ja rahe the

hamein malum tha
ye jang haari ja chuki hai

sab masihaon ke chehron par nadamat hai
ajal ne aafiyat ke sare adde phunk dale hain

magar maidan se paspai ka rasta nahin tha
hum us ka hath thame

un larazti ungliyon se sabr aur ummid ka paigham sunte the
magar hathon se wo aise nikalti ja rahi thi

ki jaise baadalon ki ot mein
dhalte hoe mahtab ka paikar sarakta ho

ya koi dast-o-pa sare ganwa kar
aakhirash mashkiza-e-jaan apne danton se uthae

tir khata ja raha ho
aur use malum ho kheme talak aana nahin mumkin

sinan dil mein taraazu ho to sab na-chaar girte hain
sawaron ka to kya mazkur hai

rahwar girte hain
so wo dast-e-qaza thame hue rukhsat hui hum se

ab hum kab bata pae
hamein us ki abhi kitni zarurat thi

meri man baqi sari maon jaisi khub-surat thi