پھیلتی جائے بات کی خوشبو

خوشبو کی طرح پھیلتی جائے ہے تِری بات
پیہم ترے بیان سے اُٹھتے ہیں حجابات

یہ معجزہ¿ حسن ہے یا حسنِ کرامات
رفعت شناس ہونے لگے پستہ خیالات

تشنہ رہا نہ کوئی یہاں گوشہ¿ طلب
سیراب زندگی کے ہوئے سارے موضوعات

بدلے گا زمانہ تری تعلیم کے صدقے
مٹ جائیں گے باطل کے عقیدے و فسادات

حق گوئی ترا وصف کہ تُو واصفِ حق ہے
برحق ہے تری ذات‘ تو سچی ہے تری بات

پاتی ہے ترے در سے خرد ‘ دولتِ تسلیم
دیکھے ہیں یہاں قوتِ باطن کے کمالات

سیراب ہو گئی ہے بنجر زمینِ قلب
اُٹھی گھٹائے فیض‘ ہوئی نور کی برسات

کیا صورتِ انساں میں خدا بول رہاہے؟
حادث کی زباں لگتی نہیں تیرے بیانات

اے مظہرِ اوصافِ علی ؑ ‘ بانگِ سلونی
خیراتِ یقیں آپ سے پاتے ہیں سوالات

یوسف کرے کیا پیش ‘ فقط ایک دعا ہے
بڑھتے رہیں تا روزِ حشر ‘ آپؒ کے درجات
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محمد یوسف واصفی

Wasif Ali Wasif (15 January 1929 – 18 January 1993) was a teacher, writer, poet and sufi from Pakistan. He was famous for his unique literary style. He used to write short pieces of prose on topics like love, life, fortune, fear, hope, expectation, promise, prayer, happiness, sorrow and so on. He was the regularcolumnist of Pakistan Urdu Newspaper Nawa-i-Waqt. In his life most of his columns were combined to form books with his own selected title. He did poetry inUrdu and Punjabi languages. Probably no contemporary Urdu writer is more cited in quotations than he is. Later years he used to answer questions in specially arranged gatherings at Lahore attended by the notable community. Some of these sessions were recorded in audio and were later published asGuftgoo (talk) series. His mehfils never had a set subject nor did he lecture on chosen topics. His way was to ask people if they had questions and then he responded to these in his highly original style. He has left behind about 40 books to his credit and his thought was more on mysticism, spirituality and humanity.

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