Ek se silsile hain sab hijr ki rut bata gai

ek se silsile hain sab hijr ki rut bata gai
phir wahi subah ayegi phir wahi sham a gai

mere lahu main jal uthe utne hi taza dam chirag
waqt ki sazishi hawa jitne diye bujha gai

main bhi ba-pas-e-dostan apne khilaf ho gaya
ab yahi rasm-e-dosti mujhko bhi ras a gai

tund hawa k jashn main log gaye to the magar
tan se koi qaba chini sar se koi rida gai

dil-zadgan k qafile dur nikal chuke tamam
un ki talash main nigah ab jo gai to kya gai

akhir-e-shab ki dastan aur karen bhi kya bayan
ek hi ah-e-sard thi sare diye bujha gai

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