har insan apne hone ki saza hai

har insāñ apne hone kī sazā hai

bhare bāzār meñ tanhā khaḌā hai

na.e darbānoñ ke pahre biThāo

hujūm-e-dard baḌhtā jā rahā hai

rahe ham hī jo har patthar kī zad meñ

hamārī sar-bulandī kī ḳhatā hai

mahakte gesuoñ kī raat guzrī

savā neze pe ab sūraj khaḌā hai

mire ḳhvāboñ kī chiknī sīḌhiyoñ par

na jaane kis kā but TuuTā paḌā hai

vo shole hoñ lahū ho hādse hoñ

mirī hī zindagī par tabsira hai

tirī zulfeñ to haiñ badnām yūñhī

mujhe din ke ujāloñ ne Dasā hai

chalo chupke se kuchh but aur rakh aa.eñ

dar-e-kāba abhī shāyad khulā hai

utar kar to fasīl-e-shab se dekho

sahar ne ḳhud-kushī kar lī sunā hai

abhī tāq-e-tasavvur par 'na.īmī'

charāġh-e-lazzat-e-shab jal rahā hai

har insan apne hone ki saza hai

bhare bazar mein tanha khaDa hai

nae darbanon ke pahre biThao

hujum-e-dard baDhta ja raha hai

rahe hum hi jo har patthar ki zad mein

hamari sar-bulandi ki KHata hai

mahakte gesuon ki raat guzri

sawa neze pe ab suraj khaDa hai

mere KHwabon ki chikni siDhiyon par

na jaane kis ka but TuTa paDa hai

wo shole hon lahu ho hadse hon

meri hi zindagi par tabsira hai

teri zulfen to hain badnam yunhi

mujhe din ke ujalon ne Dasa hai

chalo chupke se kuchh but aur rakh aaen

dar-e-kaba abhi shayad khula hai

utar kar to fasil-e-shab se dekho

sahar ne KHud-kushi kar li suna hai

abhi taq-e-tasawwur par 'naimi'

charagh-e-lazzat-e-shab jal raha hai