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साकी साथ निभाना , ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﹻﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ


ﺩﺭﺩ ﻭ ﻏﻢ ﰷ ﭘﹷﻴﻤﺎﻧﺎ ﻛﺒﮭﯽ ﻛﻢ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ
ﻛﻪ ﺍﺳﻜﯽ ﻧﺎﻣﹷﻮﺟﻮﺩﮔﯽ ﰷ ﺳﺘﻢ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ

दर्द ओ ग़म का पैमाना कभी कम ना हो, साकी साथ निभाना
कि उसकी नामौजूदगी का सितम ना हो, साकी साथ निभाना

ﺍﺳﻜﮯ ﭼﺸﻢ ﯼ ﻣﺴﺖ ﰷ ﻧﺸﻪ ﻋﺎﺭﺿﯽ ﮨﮯ ، ﮨﻮﺵ ﺁﻧﮯ ﻣﻴﮟ ﺩﻳﺮ ﻧﮩﻴﮟ
ﺍﻥ ﺁﻧﻜﮭﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺳﭽﹽﺎﯼ ﰷ ﺑﮭﺮﻡ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ


उसके चश्म ए मस्त का नशा 'आरज़ी है, होश आने में देर नहीं
उन आँखों से सच्चाई का भरम ना हो, साकी साथ निभाना

ﺟﻮ ﻣﺬﮨﺐ ﻛﮯ ﻓﺪﺍﻳﻴﻦ ﺑﻨﮯ ﭘﮭﺮﺗﮯ ﮨﻴﮟ ، ﺍﻧﺴﮯ ﻣﻴﮟ ﺑﮭﺎﮒ ﺁﻳﺎ
ﰷﻓﺮ ﻛﮩﻼﻳﮯ ﺟﺎﻧﮯ ﰷ ﺷﺮﻡ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ

जो मज़हब के फिदायीन बने फिरते हैं, उनसे मैं भाग आया
काफ़िर कहलाये जाने का शरम नहीं, साकी साथ निभाना

ﺟﺴﮯ ﻣﹷﻴﻨﮯ ﻓﺮﺯ ﺳﻤﺠﮭﺎ ، ﺍﺳﮯ ﺍﺣﻞ ﯼ ﺳﻔﺎ ﻧﮯ ﺧﺪﮔﺮﺯ ﻛﮩﺎ
ﻛﻪ ﺷﻜﻮﮮ ﻏﺎﻳﺐ ﮨﻮﻧﮕﮯ ﻳﻪ ﻭﮨﻢ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ

जिसे मैंने फ़र्ज़ समझा, उसे अह्ल ए सफ़ा ने ख़ुदगर्ज़ कहा,
के शिकवे ग़ायब होंगे यह वहम ना हो, साकी साथ निभाना

ﻧﺴﻞ ﻭ ﺧﻮﻥ ﻛﯽ ﺯﹽﻣﻴﺪﺍﺭﯼ ﺧﻮﺏ ﺍﺩﺍ ﻛﯽ ، ﻛﹷﻮﻥ ﻣﻴﺮﺍ ﻣﺸﻜﻮﺭ
ﺟﺐ ﻛﺴﯽ ﰷ ﭘﻨﺎﻩ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺭﺣﻢ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ

नस्ल ओ ख़ून की ज़िम्मेदारी ख़ूब अदा की, कौन मेरा मशकूर?
जब किसी का पनाह ना हो, रहम ना हो, साकी साथ निभाना

ﻧﻈﻢ ﻭ ﻏﺰﻝ ﻟﻜﮭﻨﺎ ، ﻗﺎﻓﻴﮯ ﻣﻼﻧﮯ ﰷ ﻃﻠﺐ ﭘﺎﻻ ﮨﮯ
ﭘﺮ ﻣﺼﻨﻮﻋﯽ ﺗﻌﺮﻳﻒ ﻣﻴﺮﯼ ﺣﺮﻡ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ

नज़्म ओ ग़ज़ल लिखना, क़ाफिये मिलाने का तलब पाला है,
पर मसनू`ई त`आरीफ़ मेरी हरम ना हो, साकी साथ निभाना

ﻭﻩ ﺗﻤﮩﺎﺭﮮ ﮨﯽ ﻣﹷﻴﺨﺎﻧﮯ ﻣﻴﮟ ﺁﺗﺎ ﺭﮨﻴﮕﺎ ﺧﺎﻧﺎ ﺑﺪﻭﺵ
ﺟﺴﻜﮯ ﻧﺴﻴﺐ ﻣﻴﮟ ﻛﻮﯼ ﻧﺸﻴﻤﻦ ﻧﺎ ﮨﻮ ، ﺳﺎﻛﯽ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻧﺒﮭﺎﻧﺎ

वो तुम्हारे ही मैख़ाने में आता रहेगा 'ख़ाना बदोश'
जिसके नसीब में कोई नशेमन ना हो, साकी साथ निभाना


Urdu typed with the help of http://tabish.freeshell.org/u-trans/uconvert.html
Keychart at http://www.freewebs.com/rizwanrizvi/keychart.html

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