tumhare shahr ka mausam bada suhana lage main ek shaam chura luun agar bura na lage

la ik khum-e-sharab ki mausam kharab hai kar koi inqalab ki mausam kharab hai zulfon ko be-khudi ki rida men lapet de saaqi pae-shabab ki mausam kharab hai jam-o-subu ke hosh thikane nahin rahe mutrib utha rubab ki mausam kharab hai ghhunchon ko e'tibar-e-tulu-e-chaman nahin rukh se ulat naqab ki mausam kharab hai ai jaan! koi tabassum-e-rangin ki vardat phika hai mahtab ki mausam kharab hai la ek khum-e-sharab ki mausam kharab hai kar koi inqalab ki mausam kharab hai zulfon ko be-khudi ki rida mein lapet de saqi pae-shabab ki mausam kharab hai jam-o-subu ke hosh thikane nahin rahe mutrib utha rubab ki mausam kharab hai ghunchon ko e'tibar-e-tulu-e-chaman nahin rukh se ulat naqab ki mausam kharab hai ai jaan! koi tabassum-e-rangin ki wardat phika hai mahtab ki mausam kharab hai

jo un maasum ankhon ne diye the vo dhoke aaj tak main kha raha huun

the couplet plays on the contrast between outward innocence and inner trickery. the beloved’s “ma’soom” eyes become a metaphor for charming appearances that mislead. the speaker’s pain is not momentary; it has stretched into a lasting wound. emotionally, it is a confession of love mixed with regret and enduring hurt.

duur tak chhae the badal aur kahin saaya na tha is tarah barsat ka mausam kabhi aaya na tha

sardi men din sard mila har mausam bedard mila

jab mere liye koi bhi sazish na rahegi aise main to jiine ki bhi khvahish na rahegi main kaghhazi kapdon men nikal aunga lekin mujh pe kisi mausam ki navazish na rahegi vo chahe to banjar ko bhi phulon se navaze vo rutha to savan men bhi barish na rahegi jab mere liye koi bhi sazish na rahegi aise main to jine ki bhi khwahish na rahegi main kaghazi kapdon mein nikal aaunga lekin mujh pe kisi mausam ki nawazish na rahegi wo chahe to banjar ko bhi phulon se nawaze wo rutha to sawan mein bhi barish na rahegi

bikharte rabton ka hai bichhadte raston ka hai december naam hai jis ka mahina hadson ka hai kahin hai aas ka badal kahin yadon ki bunden hain machalti khvahishon ka hai ye mausam barishon ka hai vahi mai-kash havaen hain vahi gum-sum fazaen hain miri pur-amn duniya men ye mausam sazishon ka hai purane 'arize saare umad aae hain ankhon men ye mausam hai sarabon ka ye mausam vasvason ka hai vahi sab rat-jage 'abrak' vahi tere gile 'abrak' ki us ke baa'd bhi har pal usi ki vahshaton ka hai bikharte rabton ka hai bichhadte raston ka hai december nam hai jis ka mahina hadson ka hai kahin hai aas ka baadal kahin yaadon ki bunden hain machalti khwahishon ka hai ye mausam barishon ka hai wahi mai-kash hawaen hain wahi gum-sum fazaen hain meri pur-amn duniya mein ye mausam sazishon ka hai purane 'arize sare umad aae hain aankhon mein ye mausam hai sarabon ka ye mausam waswason ka hai wahi sab rat-jage 'abrak' wahi tere gile 'abrak' ki us ke ba'd bhi har pal usi ki wahshaton ka hai

jaisa muud ho vaisa manzar hota hai mausam to insan ke andar hota hai

bahut se ghham december men december ke nahin the use bhi june ka ghham tha magar roya december men

bikhri zulfon ne sikhai mausamon ko shairi jhukti ankhon ne bataya mai-kashi kya chiiz hai

aati jaati hai ja-ba-ja badli saqiya jald aa hava badli

vo log mere bahut pyaar karne vaale the guzar gae hain jo mausam guzarne vaale the

mausam ne khet-khet ugaai hai fasl-e-zard sarson ke khet hain ke jo piile nahin rahe

tumhare shahr ka mausam bada suhana lage main ek shaam chura luun agar bura na lage

la ik khum-e-sharab ki mausam kharab hai kar koi inqalab ki mausam kharab hai zulfon ko be-khudi ki rida men lapet de saaqi pae-shabab ki mausam kharab hai jam-o-subu ke hosh thikane nahin rahe mutrib utha rubab ki mausam kharab hai ghhunchon ko e'tibar-e-tulu-e-chaman nahin rukh se ulat naqab ki mausam kharab hai ai jaan! koi tabassum-e-rangin ki vardat phika hai mahtab ki mausam kharab hai la ek khum-e-sharab ki mausam kharab hai kar koi inqalab ki mausam kharab hai zulfon ko be-khudi ki rida mein lapet de saqi pae-shabab ki mausam kharab hai jam-o-subu ke hosh thikane nahin rahe mutrib utha rubab ki mausam kharab hai ghunchon ko e'tibar-e-tulu-e-chaman nahin rukh se ulat naqab ki mausam kharab hai ai jaan! koi tabassum-e-rangin ki wardat phika hai mahtab ki mausam kharab hai

jo un maasum ankhon ne diye the vo dhoke aaj tak main kha raha huun

the couplet plays on the contrast between outward innocence and inner trickery. the beloved’s “ma’soom” eyes become a metaphor for charming appearances that mislead. the speaker’s pain is not momentary; it has stretched into a lasting wound. emotionally, it is a confession of love mixed with regret and enduring hurt.

duur tak chhae the badal aur kahin saaya na tha is tarah barsat ka mausam kabhi aaya na tha

sardi men din sard mila har mausam bedard mila

jab mere liye koi bhi sazish na rahegi aise main to jiine ki bhi khvahish na rahegi main kaghhazi kapdon men nikal aunga lekin mujh pe kisi mausam ki navazish na rahegi vo chahe to banjar ko bhi phulon se navaze vo rutha to savan men bhi barish na rahegi jab mere liye koi bhi sazish na rahegi aise main to jine ki bhi khwahish na rahegi main kaghazi kapdon mein nikal aaunga lekin mujh pe kisi mausam ki nawazish na rahegi wo chahe to banjar ko bhi phulon se nawaze wo rutha to sawan mein bhi barish na rahegi

bikharte rabton ka hai bichhadte raston ka hai december naam hai jis ka mahina hadson ka hai kahin hai aas ka badal kahin yadon ki bunden hain machalti khvahishon ka hai ye mausam barishon ka hai vahi mai-kash havaen hain vahi gum-sum fazaen hain miri pur-amn duniya men ye mausam sazishon ka hai purane 'arize saare umad aae hain ankhon men ye mausam hai sarabon ka ye mausam vasvason ka hai vahi sab rat-jage 'abrak' vahi tere gile 'abrak' ki us ke baa'd bhi har pal usi ki vahshaton ka hai bikharte rabton ka hai bichhadte raston ka hai december nam hai jis ka mahina hadson ka hai kahin hai aas ka baadal kahin yaadon ki bunden hain machalti khwahishon ka hai ye mausam barishon ka hai wahi mai-kash hawaen hain wahi gum-sum fazaen hain meri pur-amn duniya mein ye mausam sazishon ka hai purane 'arize sare umad aae hain aankhon mein ye mausam hai sarabon ka ye mausam waswason ka hai wahi sab rat-jage 'abrak' wahi tere gile 'abrak' ki us ke ba'd bhi har pal usi ki wahshaton ka hai

jaisa muud ho vaisa manzar hota hai mausam to insan ke andar hota hai

bahut se ghham december men december ke nahin the use bhi june ka ghham tha magar roya december men

bikhri zulfon ne sikhai mausamon ko shairi jhukti ankhon ne bataya mai-kashi kya chiiz hai

aati jaati hai ja-ba-ja badli saqiya jald aa hava badli

vo log mere bahut pyaar karne vaale the guzar gae hain jo mausam guzarne vaale the

mausam ne khet-khet ugaai hai fasl-e-zard sarson ke khet hain ke jo piile nahin rahe