Teri Khubsurati Mujhe Maar Gayi

Tere chehre ki khoobsurati ne kiya mujhe prafullit,

Laga mano mai bhi ho gaya sitaron se samuh me samillit,

Sitaron ki bhanti mai bhi tujhe tak-taki bandh dekhta huin,

Aur apne chand se milne ke pyar-nume sapne dekhta huin.

Teri muskurahat par mujhe mar mitne ko jee karta hai,

Teri har ada par khud se fanna hone ko jee karta hai,

Tu to amber ke chand se bhi jada khoobsurat hai,

Aur isi baat pe chati chaudi kar ghumne ko jee karta hai.

Sawan ke mahine me warsha ki pahli bund hai tu,

Sheet lahar ki pahli thithuran hai tu,

Grishm ki pahli garm hawa hai tu,

Mere jism me basti har dhadkan ki shaan hai tu.

Teri payal ki khankaar, Chidiyon ki chah-cha-hat si hai,

Tere jhumke ki jhankaar, Gayak ki madhur gayaki si hai,

Teri muskurahat resham ke taar si hai,

Aur tu khud meri jaan si hai.

Tere khyalon ko mai apna armaan samjhta huin,

Tere wadon ko mai apna farmaan samjhta huin,

Tu hai mere sang is baat ko mai apna wartmaan samjhta huin,

Sayad isiliye tujh par mai apna adhikaar samjhta huin.

Tere sang jiwan ki preet mujhe banana hai,

Tujhe khush rakhte hue apne pyar ki reet jatani hai,

Tere aanchal me mujhe apna sukoon najar aata hai,

Agar mai huin kawi to tujhe apni kawita banana hai.