jan-e-sukun aa bhi ja tera hi intazar hai
aankhon se ashk hai ravan jan bhi beqarar hai
hone ko fasl-e-gul bhi hai davat-e-aish hai magar
apni bahar ka mujhe aj bhi intazar hai
sare sahare ishq ke toot chuke hain hijr mein
ek tumhari yaad bas dard ke gam-gusar hai
ahad-e-vafa ka aap ke lutf-o-karam ka aap ke
aur kisi ko ho na ho mujh ko aitabar hai
lut gai gham ke aabaru lut chuki dil ke aarzoo
‘yahya’ nigah-e-lutf ka phir bhi ummidvar hai
Hontho Pe Itni Pyaas Na Rakha Karo,
Khwahisho Ko Belibas Na Rakha Karo,
Main Jo Hu Tera Saath Nibhane Ke Liye,
Khud Ko Meri Jaan Itna Tanha Na Rakha Karo.
Kuch waqt pehle Muje b zindagi ne azmaya tha Us dost k sath Maine b hasta hua pal bitaya tha rota hua chhodgye to kya hua Hasna b to unhi ne sikhaya tha.
There rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Rakhi Ko Tyonhar Tha Rakhi Bandhane Ko Bhai Taiyar Tha Bhai Bola bahna meri ab to rakhi bandh do, Bahna Boli, Kalai Peechhe karo, Pahale Rupae Hazaar do.”...
Dosti ne pyar se pucha.
Tu insan ko kya deti hai..
Pyar ne kaha..
.
Mein pyar dekar phir gehre zakham
de
jati hu.
Phir pyar ne pucha..
.
tu insan ko kya deti hai..
Dosti ne kaha..
.
Jaha tu pyar k bad gehre zakham de
jati hai..
.
Waha mein dosti bankar use marham
deti hu.
An aggressive war is the great crime against everything good in the world. A defensive war, which must necessarily turn to aggressive at the earliest moment, is the necessary great counter-crime. But never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime. Ask the infantry and ask the dead.