aaine aankh me chubhte the, bistar se badan katrata tha,
ik yaad basar karti thi muzme, me saans nahi le pata tha,

ik shaks ke haath me tha mera khilna bhi, murjhana bhi,
rota tha to rat ujad jati, hasta to din sawar jata tha,

me rab se rabte me rehta, mumkin hai ke us se rabta ho,
muze hath uthane padte the, tab ja ke wo phn uthata tha,

muze yaad hai bachpan me jab bhi us par najar padti,
mere baste se phul girte, meri takhti par dil ban jata tha!

.. Tehjeeb Hafi

- ...kabir