Poem/Naat by Zahid Fakhri

सारी सदियों पे जो भारी है वो लम्हा मिलता

काश सरकार-ए-दो आलम का ज़माना मिलता

आप को देखता मैं मक्का से हिजरत करते

आप का नक्श-ए-कदम, आप का रस्ता मिलता

आप को देखता ताइफ में दुआएं देते

यों मेरे सब्र और तहम्मुल को सलीका मिलता

आप के सामने रख देता मैं सब कुछ लाकर

नुसरत-ए-दीन के लिए जब भी इशारा मिलता

अपना घर बार लुटा देता तो उसके बदले

हब-ए-सरकार-ए-मदीना का खजाना मिलता

आप के पीछे खड़े होकर नमाज़ें पढ़ता

आप के कदमों के पीछे मुझे सजदा मिलता

भूल जाता मैं किसी ताक में रखकर आंखें

आप को देखते रहना का बहाना मिलता

आप की तरह बिठाता मैं उसे शानों पर

राह में आप का जब कोई नवासा मिलता

ज़िंदगी आप के कदमों में बसर हो जाती

जां फिदा करने के खातिर मुझे ग़ज़वा मिलता

हश्र तक मेरी ग़ुलामी यूं ही क़ायम रहती

मेरी हर नस्ल को फख़री ये ही विरसा मिलता

The moment that outweighs all centuries, 

I wish I had the era of the Prophet of the two worlds.

I would have seen you migrate from Mecca,

I would have found your footprints, your path.

I would have seen you praying in Taif,

Thus, my patience and endurance would have gained refinement.

I would have brought everything and placed it before you,

Whenever there was a sign for the support of the religion.

I would have sacrificed my home and belongings, and in return,

I would have gained the treasure of love for the Master of Medina.

I would have prayed standing behind you,

I would have found prostration behind your steps.

I would have forgotten my eyes placed in some niche,

I would have found the excuse to keep looking at you.

I would have seated him on my shoulders like you,

Whenever I found a grandson of yours on the way.

Life would have been spent at your feet,

I would have found a battle to sacrifice my life.

Till the Day of Judgment, my servitude would have remained,

Each of my generations would have inherited this pride.