کيونکر کہ خود کو اسير سمجھتا ہوں ميں؟

اک زنجير تصوراتی، اک زنداں محض خيالی

Kyoun kar khud ko aseer samajhta hai tu

Ek zanjeer tasawwurati, ek zindan mehz khayali

Why do I feel so captive

When, the chains are imaginary, the walls are only illusion

کوہِ شمس

پوشيدہ خانقاہوں ميں کيا ڈھونڈتا ہے،

شمس و قمر ميں دَرَخْشِنْدگی کے نشان ڈھونڈتا ہے؟؟

مُنورعالَم ہے بدستِ قلبِ فُروزاں سے

 پيشانيوں ميں تو سجدوں کے نشاں ڈھونڈتا ہے

Poshida khankahon mein kya dhoondta hai
shams-o-qamar mein darakhshandgi k nishaan dhoondta hai??
‏Munawwar Alam hai badast-e-qalb-e-ferozan se
Peshanion mein tu sajdon kay nishaan dhoondta hai

What do you seek in concealed temples
You seek the blaze in Sun and Moon
Brightened is the universe through the chain of luminous hearts
Still, you look for the mark of prostration in foreheads

Kafir Musalman

Qismat ko na dosh day
Koi theek sabab talaash kar
Tu insaan hai, insaan ban
Khuda ka na ehtisaab kar

Ajab nahi kay tere kufr mein
Raza Usi Khuda ki hai........
Kufr ki na maut mar.....
Koi amal-e-nijaat kar

Beshaq na kar qalma koi
Na sajdon kay tu waar kar
Na wo yeh kehta hai tujhse
To Masjidain abad kar

Kar kisi kay dil ko saaf
Kahin umeed-e-bahar kar
De kisi ko ghiza ka hal
Kahin waseela-e-hayaat kar

Itni si Uski baat sun,
Kahin zindagi abad kar
Nahaq na le kisi ka haq
Insaaf ki to baat kar

Jeena isi ka naam hai
Khalqat ko Uski shad kar

Qismat ko na dosh day
Koi theek sabab talaash kar
Tu insaan hai, insaan ban
Khuda ka na ehtisaab kar

Lagam-e-Kalam

aaj phir likhne ka khayal aya...

jo mera sawal tha wohi jawab aya..

aaj hum ne kalam koi naya kiya..

aaj phir adab pe zawal aya...

aye khateeb-e-jahan-e-tuflan..

teri guftugo ko har giz na araam aya...

mujhse kehte hain chalo koi nazam karain...

dekhte nahi ash'ar ko jehl mein kya anjaam aya...

main na likhonga ab key ay'e qasid...

parhno walon pe na mujhko aitebar aya...

bus kardo mere humnawan mere humasar...

mere qalam ko ab na-umeedi ka lagam aya...

Have come to write over again today

Now, my questions are appearing as my answers

Have come to a new discourse today

Now, have come to humiliate discipline again

Oh!You the speaker of immature audiance

your nonsense has not yet come to an end

They ask me to compose a verse again

Do not they see what has come upon literature in disgrace

I won't write anymore my fellows

Nor i believe those who reads

Hold it i beg, my friends, my followers

My writings have come to an end of disappointment