یہ نرم نرم ہوا جھلملا رہے ہیں چراغ — فراق گورکھپوری

Yeh narm narm hawa jhilmila rahe hain chiragh

Yeh narm narm hawa jhilmila rahe hain chiragh
Tere khayal ki khushboo se bas rahe hain dimagh
Dilon ko tere tabassum ki yaad yoon aayi
Ke jagmagaga uthein jis tarah mandiron mein chiragh
Jhalakti hai kheenchi shamshir mein nayi duniya
Hayat-o-maut ke milte nahin hain aaj dimagh
Hareef-e-seena-e-majrooh-o-aatish-e-gham-e-ishq
Na gul ki chaak-garebaniyan na lale ke daagh
Wo jin ke haal mein lau de uthe gham-e-farda
Wahi hain anjuman-e-zindagi ke chashm-o-chiragh
Tamaam shola-e-gul hai tamaam mauj-e-bahar
Ke ta had-e-nigah-e-shauq lehlaha rahe hain bagh
Nayi zameen naya aasmaan nayi duniya
Suna to hai ke mohabbat ko in dinon hai faragh
Jo tohmatain na uthein ek jahan se unke samet
Gunahgar-e-mohabbat nikal gaye be-daagh
Jo chhup ke taaron ki aankhon se paaon dharta hai
Usi ke naqsh-e-kaf-e-pa se jal uthe hain chiragh
Jahan raaz hui ja rahi hai aankh teri
Kuchh is tarah wo dilon ka laga rahi hai suragh
Zamana kood pada aag mein yehi keh kar
Ke khoon chaat ke ho jaayegi yeh aag bhi bagh
Nigahein matla-e-nau par hain ek aalam ki
Ke mil raha hai kisi phoot-ti kiran ka suragh
Dilon mein daagh-e-mohabbat ka ab yeh aalam hai
Ke jaise neend mein doobe hon pichhli raat chiragh
Firaq! bazm-e-chiraghaan hai mehfil-e-rindaan
Saje hain pighli hui aag se chhalkate ayaagh