Arz kiya hai…
Muhabbat, pyaar, ulfat me hisaab-kitaab kya kare,
Wo jab bhi yaad aata hai, behisaab yaad aata hai…
Kisi ki muskuraahat ka jo ehsaas dil me utar gaya,
Phir uske baad har chehra bas kharaab yaad aata hai…
Woh raatein, woh guftgu, woh khamoshi ka noor sab,
Aaj bhi tanhaaiyon me la-jawaab yaad aata hai…
Kabhi wo gham me humara naam leke ro diya tha,
Ye soch kar abhi tak dil ko azab yaad aata hai…
Jahaan usne kabhi apne haath se chai pilayi thi,
Aaj wo poora shehar hi azab yaad aata hai…
Kisi mod par judaayi ka jo qissa likh diya gaya,
Har umr ka har lamha usi ka hisaab yaad aata hai…
Zameen pe uske qadmon ka jo halka sa nishaan tha,
Ab bhi hawa ka har jhonka uska naqaab yaad aata hai…
Kabhi mehfilon me uski hansi barishon si girti thi,
Aaj barf si chhup-chhup kar woh azaab yaad aata hai…
Har baar dua me jo hum uska naam lete the,
Wo aasmaan tak uthta hua giryaab yaad aata hai…
uski yaadon me jo mehfil basa rakhi hai,
Woh dil se poochho — har raat be-niqaab yaad aata hai…
pyaar ka hisaab na likh paaya umr bhar,
Jo likha bhi, wo har dafa be-hisab yaad aata hai…
jis ko bhoolne nikla tha kabhi,
Ajeeb hai — wo aaj bhi la-jawab yaad aata hai…
Sher O Shayeri 