Arz kiya hai
Mujhe muhabbat ke naam par aazmaya gaya,
Jitna dil saaf rakha, utna hi sataya gaya.
Main ne khud ko har dafa sachchai me utaara,
Phir bhi jhoot ke saaye me hi dikhaya gaya.
Jise apni duaon me rakha tha raaton bhar,
Ussi ke haath ka zehar roz pilaya gaya.
Main muskuraya bhi to rota hua sa lagta tha,
Dil ke zakhmon ko chehre se chupaya gaya.
Main ne dard ko bhi adab se sambhal kar rakha,
Magar har mod pe usi ka nishaan dikhaya gaya.
Sadiyon tak na bhool sakein log mere jazbaat,
Itni gehrai se main apne gham bataya gaya.
Usne kaha, “Tu majboor hoga, toot jaayega kabhi,”
Par main to zulm utha kar bhi muskuraya gaya.
Yehi meri kismat ka likha hua fasana tha,
Ke har dafa pyaar mein main hi aazmaya gaya.
Aur log kehte hain ke dil saaf rakhna ibadat hai,
Lekin mujhe to ibadat ka badla bhi dukh se chukaya gaya.
Takhallus:
Zulfi ke alfaz un dard ki dastaan hain,
Jahan har zakhm ko sher bana kar sunaya gaya.
Sher O Shayeri 