Teer

tir khane ki hawas hai to jigar paida kar sarfaroshi ki tamanna hai to sar paida kar

ek parinda abhi udan mein hai tir har shakhs ki kaman mein hai

ek aur tir chala apna ahd pura kar abhi parinde mein thodi si jaan baqi hai

shukriya reshmi dilase ka tir to aap ne bhi mara tha

zindagi ke hasin tarkash mein kitne be-rahm tir hote hain

tir pe tir nishanon pe nishane badle shukr hai husn ke andaz purane badle

mithi baaten, kabhi talkh lahje ke tir dil pe har din hai un ka karam bhi naya

jang ka hathiyar tai kuchh aur tha tir sine mein utara aur hai

haal-e-gham kah ke gham badha baithe tir mare the tir kha baithe

yun taras kha ke na puchho ahwal tir sine pe laga ho jaise

kitne hi zakhm hain mere ek zakhm mein chhupe kitne hi tir aane lage ek nishan par

kab un aankhon ka samna na hua tir jin ka kabhi khata na hua

bach gaya tir-e-nigah-e-yar se waqai aaina hai faulad ka

barsao tir mujh pe magar itna jaan lo pahlu mein dil hai dil mein tumhaara khayal hai

kis se puchhen ki wo andaz-e-nazar kab tabassum hua kab tir hua

tir o kaman aap bhi 'mohsin' sambhaaliye jab dosti ki aad mein khanjar dikhai de

ye nad-e-ali ka ajab moajiza tha sabhi tir palte kamanon ki jaanib

kab nikalta hai ab jigar se tir ye bhi kya teri aashnai hai when does your arrow leave my heart? what bond for you does this display? the speaker feels wounded by the beloved/friend as if an arrow is stuck in the liver/heart and refuses to leave. this lingering pain suggests a hurt that time cannot heal because the source is the very person once trusted. the couplet is a bitter complaint: intimacy has turned into injury. the metaphor of the arrow captures both sudden harm and its lasting, embedded ache.

waqt mohlat na dega phir tum ko tir jis dam kaman se nikla

karbala mein rukh-e-asghar ki taraf tir chalte nahin dekhe jate

ghair par kyun nigah karte ho mujh ko is tir ka nishana karo

marhale aur aane wale hain tir apna abhi kaman mein rakh

tere mizhgan ki kya karun tarif tir ye be-kaman jata hai

tera andaz nirala sab se tir to ek nishane kya kya

chalega tir jab apni dua ka kaleje dushmanon ke chhan dega

mohabbat tir hai aur tir baatin chhed deta hai magar niyyat ghalat ho to nishane par nahin lagta

jine ki nahin umid hum ko tir us ka jigar ke par nikla

nami jagah bana rahi hai aankh mein ye tir ab kaman se nikaliye

zakhm kari bahut laga dil par tir apnon ne ek chalaya tha

ye tir yun hi nahin dushmanon talak jate badan ka sara khichao kaman pe padta hai