bahar aae to mera salam kah dena mujhe to aaj talab kar liya hai sahra ne

sahra ko bahut naaz hai virani pe apni vaqif nahin shayad mire ujde hue ghar se

rakkhi hui hai donon ki buniyad ret par sahra-e-be-karan ko samundar likhenge ham

ishq ne mansab likhe jis din miri taqdir men daaghh ki naqadi mili sahra mila jagir men

kis ne sahra men mire vaste rakkhi hai ye chhanv dhuup roke hai mira chahne vaala kaisa

main to rahta huun dasht men masruf qais karta hai kam-kaj mira

majnun se ye kahna ki mire shahar men aa jaae vahshat ke liye ek bayaban abhi hai

na ham vahshat men apne ghar se nikle na sahra apni virani se nikla

pahle tamam shahr ko sahra banaenge phir vahshaton ki ret pe soya karenge ham

vahshi raqs chamakte khanjar surkh alaav jangal jangal kante-dar qabile phuul

banjar dil sairab to hoga ashkon se sahra ankhon kaho na kaise ro luun main

mere 'anasir khaak na hon bas rang banen aur jangal sahra dariya par barse rang

kohsar pe chal ke roiye ab sahra to bahut dubo chuke ham

mujhe dariya, kabhi sahra ke havale kar ke vo kahani ko naya mod diya karta tha

hamen pukar na ab ai arus-e-shabnam-o-gul hamen na dhundh ki ham be-kanar sahra hain

vusat-e-sahra bhi munh apna chhupa kar nikli saari duniya mire kamre ke barabar nikli

bahar aae to mera salam kah dena mujhe to aaj talab kar liya hai sahra ne

sahra ko bahut naaz hai virani pe apni vaqif nahin shayad mire ujde hue ghar se

rakkhi hui hai donon ki buniyad ret par sahra-e-be-karan ko samundar likhenge ham

vusat-e-sahra bhi munh apna chhupa kar nikli saari duniya mire kamre ke barabar nikli

ho sake kya apni vahshat ka ilaaj mere kuche men bhi sahra chahiye

dagh dehlvi presents “wahshat” as an inner frenzy that no ordinary remedy can heal. the desert symbolizes vast solitude and distance, a space where the self can breathe. the lover’s heart is so unsettled that even the beloved’s lane feels too tight and crowded. the couplet’s ache lies in needing isolation even at the very place one longs to reach.

kis ne sahra men mire vaste rakkhi hai ye chhanv dhuup roke hai mira chahne vaala kaisa

ab us pe chand sitare bhi rashk karte hain vo ik diya jo kabhi dasht men bujhaya gaya

majnun se ye kahna ki mire shahar men aa jaae vahshat ke liye ek bayaban abhi hai

kya khabar kab qaid-e-bam-o-dar se ukta jaae dil bastiyon ke darmiyan sahra bhi hona chahiye

pahle tamam shahr ko sahra banaenge phir vahshaton ki ret pe soya karenge ham

abla-pai hamari rang laai dasht men khar-e-sahra tishna-e-khun ho ke nashtar ho gae

banjar dil sairab to hoga ashkon se sahra ankhon kaho na kaise ro luun main

paighham to un ka aaya hai tum shahr men 'tishna' aa jaao sahra hai pasandida ham ko ham shahr men ja kar kya karte

kohsar pe chal ke roiye ab sahra to bahut dubo chuke ham

main bahta dariya huun lekin biich men sahra pad jaata hai

hamen pukar na ab ai arus-e-shabnam-o-gul hamen na dhundh ki ham be-kanar sahra hain