avaz de ke dekh lo shayad vo mil hi jaae varna ye umr bhar ka safar raegan to hai

kise khabar hai ki umr bas us pe ghaur karne mein kat rahi hai

kise khabar hai ki umr bas us pe ghhaur karne men kat rahi hai ki ye udasi hamare jismon se kis khushi men lipat rahi hai ajiib dukh hai ham us ke ho kar bhi us ko chhune se dar rahe hain ajiib dukh hai hamare hisse ki aag auron men bat rahi hai main us ko har roz bas yahi ek jhuut sunne ko phone karta suno yahan koi masala hai tumhari avaz kat rahi hai mujh aise pedon ke sukhne aur sabz hone se kya kisi ko ye bel shayad kisi musibat men hai jo mujh se lipat rahi hai ye vaqt aane pe apni aulad apne ajdad bech degi jo fauj dushman ko apna salar girvi rakh kar palat rahi hai so is ta'alluq men jo ghhalat-fahmiyan thiin ab duur ho rahi hain ruki hui gadiyon ke chalne ka vaqt hai dhundh chhat rahi hai kise khabar hai ki umr bas us pe ghaur karne mein kat rahi hai ki ye udasi hamare jismon se kis khushi mein lipat rahi hai ajib dukh hai hum us ke ho kar bhi us ko chhune se dar rahe hain ajib dukh hai hamare hisse ki aag auron mein bat rahi hai main us ko har roz bas yahi ek jhut sunne ko phone karta suno yahan koi masala hai tumhaari aawaz kat rahi hai mujh aise pedon ke sukhne aur sabz hone se kya kisi ko ye bel shayad kisi musibat mein hai jo mujh se lipat rahi hai ye waqt aane pe apni aulad apne ajdad bech degi jo fauj dushman ko apna salar girwi rakh kar palat rahi hai so is ta'alluq mein jo ghalat-fahmiyan thin ab dur ho rahi hain ruki hui gadiyon ke chalne ka waqt hai dhundh chhat rahi hai

ab aur kya kisi se marasim badhaen hum

ab aur kya kisi se marasim badhaen ham ye bhi bahut hai tujh ko agar bhuul jaaen ham sahra-e-zindagi men koi dusra na tha sunte rahe hain aap hi apni sadaen ham is zindagi men itni faraghhat kise nasib itna na yaad aa ki tujhe bhuul jaaen ham tu itni dil-zada to na thi ai shab-e-firaq aa tere raste men sitare lutaen ham vo log ab kahan hain jo kahte the kal 'faraz' he he khuda-na-karda tujhe bhi rulaen ham ab aur kya kisi se marasim badhaen hum ye bhi bahut hai tujh ko agar bhul jaen hum sahra-e-zindagi mein koi dusra na tha sunte rahe hain aap hi apni sadaen hum is zindagi mein itni faraghat kise nasib itna na yaad aa ki tujhe bhul jaen hum tu itni dil-zada to na thi ai shab-e-firaq aa tere raste mein sitare lutaen hum wo log ab kahan hain jo kahte the kal 'faraaz' he he khuda-na-karda tujhe bhi rulaen hum

sabr par dil ko to amada kiya hai lekin hosh ud jaate hain ab bhi tiri avaz ke saath

vo khush-kalam hai aisa ki us ke paas hamen tavil rahna bhi lagta hai mukhtasar rahna

us ghhairat-e-nahid ki har taan hai dipak shoala sa lapak jaae hai avaz to dekho the couplet praises a beloved singer whose artistry is so intense that it is imagined to ignite fire. “naheed” (venus) suggests celestial beauty, while “deepak” evokes the legendary idea of music that can light lamps. the emotional core is wonder: the poet feels her voice is not mere sound but burning radiance that sets the air aflame.

maut khamoshi hai chup rahne se chup lag jaegi zindagi avaz hai baten karo baten karo

bolte rahna kyunki tumhari baton se lafzon ka ye bahta dariya achchha lagta hai

koi aaya tiri jhalak dekhi koi bola suni tiri avaz

tafriq husn-o-ishq ke andaz men na ho lafzon men farq ho magar avaz men na ho

main jo bola kaha ki ye avaz usi khana-kharab ki si hai the couplet captures a sting of recognition: the speaker’s own voice is identified with a “khana-kharab,” a person wrecked by sorrow and disgrace. “voice” becomes a metaphor for inner condition—pain leaks out even when one tries to speak normally. the emotional core is shame and self-reproach: the speaker feels branded by ruin, as if their identity has become nothing but brokenness.

haath jis ko laga nahin sakta us ko avaz to lagane do

tiri avaz ko is shahr ki lahren tarasti hain ghhalat number milata huun to pahron baat hoti hai

khamoshi ke nakhun se chhil jaaya karte hain koi phir in zakhmon par avazen malta hai

ye bhi ejaaz mujhe ishq ne bakhsha tha kabhi us ki avaz se main diip jala sakta tha

meri ye aarzu hai vaqt-e-marg us ki avaz kaan men aave

khuda ki us ke gale men ajiib qudrat hai vo bolta hai to ik raushni si hoti hai

gum raha huun tire khayalon men tujh ko avaz umr bhar di hai

lai men duubi hui masti bhari avaz ke saath chhed de koi ghhazal ik nae andaz ke saath

us ki avaz men the saare khad-o-khal us ke vo chahakta tha to hanste the par-o-bal us ke

avaz de ke dekh lo shayad vo mil hi jaae varna ye umr bhar ka safar raegan to hai

kise khabar hai ki umr bas us pe ghaur karne mein kat rahi hai

kise khabar hai ki umr bas us pe ghhaur karne men kat rahi hai ki ye udasi hamare jismon se kis khushi men lipat rahi hai ajiib dukh hai ham us ke ho kar bhi us ko chhune se dar rahe hain ajiib dukh hai hamare hisse ki aag auron men bat rahi hai main us ko har roz bas yahi ek jhuut sunne ko phone karta suno yahan koi masala hai tumhari avaz kat rahi hai mujh aise pedon ke sukhne aur sabz hone se kya kisi ko ye bel shayad kisi musibat men hai jo mujh se lipat rahi hai ye vaqt aane pe apni aulad apne ajdad bech degi jo fauj dushman ko apna salar girvi rakh kar palat rahi hai so is ta'alluq men jo ghhalat-fahmiyan thiin ab duur ho rahi hain ruki hui gadiyon ke chalne ka vaqt hai dhundh chhat rahi hai kise khabar hai ki umr bas us pe ghaur karne mein kat rahi hai ki ye udasi hamare jismon se kis khushi mein lipat rahi hai ajib dukh hai hum us ke ho kar bhi us ko chhune se dar rahe hain ajib dukh hai hamare hisse ki aag auron mein bat rahi hai main us ko har roz bas yahi ek jhut sunne ko phone karta suno yahan koi masala hai tumhaari aawaz kat rahi hai mujh aise pedon ke sukhne aur sabz hone se kya kisi ko ye bel shayad kisi musibat mein hai jo mujh se lipat rahi hai ye waqt aane pe apni aulad apne ajdad bech degi jo fauj dushman ko apna salar girwi rakh kar palat rahi hai so is ta'alluq mein jo ghalat-fahmiyan thin ab dur ho rahi hain ruki hui gadiyon ke chalne ka waqt hai dhundh chhat rahi hai

ab aur kya kisi se marasim badhaen hum

ab aur kya kisi se marasim badhaen ham ye bhi bahut hai tujh ko agar bhuul jaaen ham sahra-e-zindagi men koi dusra na tha sunte rahe hain aap hi apni sadaen ham is zindagi men itni faraghhat kise nasib itna na yaad aa ki tujhe bhuul jaaen ham tu itni dil-zada to na thi ai shab-e-firaq aa tere raste men sitare lutaen ham vo log ab kahan hain jo kahte the kal 'faraz' he he khuda-na-karda tujhe bhi rulaen ham ab aur kya kisi se marasim badhaen hum ye bhi bahut hai tujh ko agar bhul jaen hum sahra-e-zindagi mein koi dusra na tha sunte rahe hain aap hi apni sadaen hum is zindagi mein itni faraghat kise nasib itna na yaad aa ki tujhe bhul jaen hum tu itni dil-zada to na thi ai shab-e-firaq aa tere raste mein sitare lutaen hum wo log ab kahan hain jo kahte the kal 'faraaz' he he khuda-na-karda tujhe bhi rulaen hum

sabr par dil ko to amada kiya hai lekin hosh ud jaate hain ab bhi tiri avaz ke saath

vo khush-kalam hai aisa ki us ke paas hamen tavil rahna bhi lagta hai mukhtasar rahna

us ghhairat-e-nahid ki har taan hai dipak shoala sa lapak jaae hai avaz to dekho the couplet praises a beloved singer whose artistry is so intense that it is imagined to ignite fire. “naheed” (venus) suggests celestial beauty, while “deepak” evokes the legendary idea of music that can light lamps. the emotional core is wonder: the poet feels her voice is not mere sound but burning radiance that sets the air aflame.

khuda ki us ke gale men ajiib qudrat hai vo bolta hai to ik raushni si hoti hai

maut khamoshi hai chup rahne se chup lag jaegi zindagi avaz hai baten karo baten karo

gum raha huun tire khayalon men tujh ko avaz umr bhar di hai

chhup gae vo saz-e-hasti chhed kar ab to bas avaz hi avaz hai

tafriq husn-o-ishq ke andaz men na ho lafzon men farq ho magar avaz men na ho

dhime suron men koi madhur giit chhediye thahri hui havaon men jaadu bikheriye

main jo bola kaha ki ye avaz usi khana-kharab ki si hai the couplet captures a sting of recognition: the speaker’s own voice is identified with a “khana-kharab,” a person wrecked by sorrow and disgrace. “voice” becomes a metaphor for inner condition—pain leaks out even when one tries to speak normally. the emotional core is shame and self-reproach: the speaker feels branded by ruin, as if their identity has become nothing but brokenness.

lai men duubi hui masti bhari avaz ke saath chhed de koi ghhazal ik nae andaz ke saath

charaghh jalte hain bad-e-saba mahakti hai tumhare husn-e-takallum se kya nahin hota

tiri avaz ko is shahr ki lahren tarasti hain ghhalat number milata huun to pahron baat hoti hai

mujh se jo chahiye vo dars-e-basirat liije main khud avaz huun meri koi avaz nahin

us ki avaz men the saare khad-o-khal us ke vo chahakta tha to hanste the par-o-bal us ke

meri ye aarzu hai vaqt-e-marg us ki avaz kaan men aave

khanak jaate hain jab saghhar to pahron kaan bajte hain are tauba badi tauba-shikan avaz hoti hai