subh hoti hai shaam hoti hai umr yunhi tamam hoti hai

vaqt rahta nahin kahin tik kar aadat is ki bhi aadmi si hai

vaqt achchha bhi aaega 'nasir' ghham na kar zindagi padi hai abhi

sada aish dauran dikhata nahin gaya vaqt phir haath aata nahin

ik saal gaya ik saal naya hai aane ko par vaqt ka ab bhi hosh nahin divane ko

agar fursat mile paani ki tahriron ko padh lena har ik dariya hazaron saal ka afsana likhta hai

sab kuchh to hai kya dhundti rahti hain nigahen kya baat hai main vaqt pe ghar kyuun nahin jaata

ghhazal us ne chhedi mujhe saaz dena zara umr-e-rafta ko avaz dena

dilli men aaj bhiik bhi milti nahin unhen tha kal talak dimaghh jinhen taj-o-takht ka

the couplet contrasts past grandeur with present destitution to show how swiftly fortune turns. “crown and throne” stand for power, prestige, and arrogant self-assurance, while “not even alms” marks utter helplessness. the emotional core is bitter irony: those intoxicated by rule are reduced to begging, yet even begging yields nothing. it warns that worldly authority is fragile and pride invites a harsh fall.

jab aa jaati hai duniya ghuum phir kar apne markaz par to vapas laut kar guzre zamane kyuun nahin aate

vaqt barbad karne valon ko vaqt barbad kar ke chhodega

vaqt ki gardishon ka ghham na karo hausle mushkilon men palte hain

vaqt har zakhm ka marham to nahin ban sakta dard kuchh hote hain ta-umr rulane vaale

ye paani khamushi se bah raha hai ise dekhen ki is men duub jaaen

ye mohabbat ka fasana bhi badal jaega vaqt ke saath zamana bhi badal jaega

safar pichhe ki janib hai qadam aage hai mera main budha hota jaata huun javan hone ki khatir

guzarne hi na di vo raat main ne ghadi par rakh diya tha haath main ne

us vaqt ka hisab kya duun jo tere baghhair kat gaya hai

hamen har vaqt ye ehsas daman-gir rahta hai pade hain dher saare kaam aur mohlat zara si hai

umr bhar milne nahin deti hain ab to ranjishen vaqt ham se ruuth jaane ki ada tak le gaya

subh hoti hai shaam hoti hai umr yunhi tamam hoti hai

vaqt rahta nahin kahin tik kar aadat is ki bhi aadmi si hai

vaqt achchha bhi aaega 'nasir' ghham na kar zindagi padi hai abhi

sada aish dauran dikhata nahin gaya vaqt phir haath aata nahin

ik saal gaya ik saal naya hai aane ko par vaqt ka ab bhi hosh nahin divane ko

agar fursat mile paani ki tahriron ko padh lena har ik dariya hazaron saal ka afsana likhta hai

sab kuchh to hai kya dhundti rahti hain nigahen kya baat hai main vaqt pe ghar kyuun nahin jaata

ghhazal us ne chhedi mujhe saaz dena zara umr-e-rafta ko avaz dena

dilli men aaj bhiik bhi milti nahin unhen tha kal talak dimaghh jinhen taj-o-takht ka

the couplet contrasts past grandeur with present destitution to show how swiftly fortune turns. “crown and throne” stand for power, prestige, and arrogant self-assurance, while “not even alms” marks utter helplessness. the emotional core is bitter irony: those intoxicated by rule are reduced to begging, yet even begging yields nothing. it warns that worldly authority is fragile and pride invites a harsh fall.

jab aa jaati hai duniya ghuum phir kar apne markaz par to vapas laut kar guzre zamane kyuun nahin aate

vaqt barbad karne valon ko vaqt barbad kar ke chhodega

vaqt ki gardishon ka ghham na karo hausle mushkilon men palte hain

vaqt har zakhm ka marham to nahin ban sakta dard kuchh hote hain ta-umr rulane vaale

ye paani khamushi se bah raha hai ise dekhen ki is men duub jaaen

ye mohabbat ka fasana bhi badal jaega vaqt ke saath zamana bhi badal jaega

safar pichhe ki janib hai qadam aage hai mera main budha hota jaata huun javan hone ki khatir

guzarne hi na di vo raat main ne ghadi par rakh diya tha haath main ne

roz milne pe bhi lagta tha ki jug biit gae ishq men vaqt ka ehsas nahin rahta hai

na ibtida ki khabar hai na intiha maalum raha ye vahm ki ham hain so vo bhi kya maalum

translation neither the beginning, nor the end do i know, as for this illusion that i am, but do i really know. sagar akbarabadi

hamen har vaqt ye ehsas daman-gir rahta hai pade hain dher saare kaam aur mohlat zara si hai