Woh mohabbaton ki adhori kitaab lagta hai

Woh mohabbaton ki adhori kitaab lagta hai...
Utre na jis ka khumar woh sharaab lagta hai...
Woh mujhse mujh ko bhi cheen leta hai,
Mere khyalon ki saltanat ka woh nawab lagta hai...
Woh sang chale tho faasle bhi simat se jaate hain...
Usske baghair sahal safar bhi azaab lagta hai...
Jo poch baithon uss se ke chhod tho na jaoge,
Hans ke kehta hai aap ko aise kyu janab lagta hai...
Mere shabo-o-roz tho ussi se mansoob hai...
Zamane ko chahe woh kharab lagta hai...! <<–<<–<<♥>>–>>–>>