Category: Ghalib, Mirza Asadullah Khan

Hazāroṅ ḵẖvāhiśeṅ aisīṅ ki har ḵẖvāhiś pe dam nikle,
Bahut nikle mire armāṅ, lekin phir bhī kam nikle.

Dare kyūṅ mirā qātil, kyā rahegā us kī gardan par,
Woh ḵẖūn jo chaśm-e-tar se umr bhar yūṅ dam-ba-dam nikle.

Dil hī to hai na sang-o-khisht, dard se bhar na āye kyūñ
Roʾeṅge ham hazār bār, koʾī hameṅ satāye kyūñ

Dair nahīñ, haram nahīñ, dar nahīñ, āstāñ nahīñ
Baiṭhe haiṅ rāh-guzar pe ham, ġhair hameṅ uṭhāye kyūñ