Khatib Hamidi
India

 baDla mausam ka mizaj, uththa saawan garD se
bhar gaya har aik aangan aur gulshan garD se

kahkashaaN ki justajoo maiN woh raha mahw-e-safar
jab woh lauta To bhara Tha uska daaman garD se

DarD a'ur aansoo maiN shayeD ab Taalluq woh naheeN
DhunDhla hoTa ja raha hai Dil ka Darpan garD se

bikhra soz-e-ishq se ek aisa paikar husn ka
ho gaeeN hain ishq ki sab rahaiN roshan garD se

maiN yunhi sochoN maiN gum Tha, yaaD ki aandhi chali
bhar gaey merey zahan ke sab hi rozan garD se