Aab Deedah

main rona chahta hun khub rona chahta hun main phir us ke baad gahri nind sona chahta hun main

ai dost tujh ko rahm na aae to kya karun dushman bhi mere haal pe ab aab-dida hai

waqt-e-rukhsat aab-dida aap kyun hain jism se to jaan hamari ja rahi hai

udasi khinch lai hai yahan tak main aansu tha samundar mein pada hun

jhilmilate rahe wo khwab jo pure na hue dard bedar tapakta raha aansu aansu

tufan utha raha hai mere dil mein sail-e-ashk wo din khuda na lae jo main aab-dida hun

wahan ab khwab-gahen ban gai hain uthe the aab-dida hum jahan se

kyun khilaune tutne par aab-dida ho gae ab tumhein hum kya bataen kya pareshani hui

aisi kya bit gai mujh pe ki jis ke bais aab-dida hain mere hansne hansane wale

hum teri tabiat ko 'khurshid' nahin samjhe patthar nazar aata tha roya to bahut roya

un ki yaad mein bahte aansu khushk agar ho jaenge sat samundar apni khali aaankhon mein bhar launga

ye aab-dida thahar jae jhil ki surat ki ek chand ka tukda nahana chahta hai

wan sajda-e-niyaz ki mitti kharab hai jab tak ki aab-e-dida se taza wazu na ho

kapde gale ke mere na hon aab-dida kyun manind-e-abr dida-e-tar ab to chha gaya the speaker defends his visible weeping: if the sorrow is so intense, it is natural that his collar and neckline are drenched. in the second line, tears are elevated into an image of weather—his moist eyes become a cloud that has “covered” him. the metaphor suggests grief is no longer a momentary emotion but an atmosphere that envelops his whole being, dimming everything like an overcast sky.

aab-dida hun main khud zakhm-e-jigar se apne teri aankhon mein chhupa dard kahan se dekhun

sailab-e-chashm-e-tar se zamana kharab hai shikwe kahan kahan hain mere aab-dida ke

tufan-e-jahl ne mera jauhar mita diya main ek kitab khub hun par aab-dida hun

hum ishq tere hath se kya kya na dekhin haalaten dekh aab-dida khun na ho khun-e-jigar pani na kar

kaun uth gaya hai pas se mere jo 'mushafi' rota hun zar zar pada aab-dida hun

ai sakinan-e-charkh-e-mualla bacho bacho tufan hua buland mere aab-dida ka

rone talak to kis ko hai fursat yahan sahab tufan hua bhi jo tuk ek aab-dida hun

rona hai agar yahi to 'qaem' ek khalq ko hum duba rahe hain