duniyaa ne tajrubaat-o-hawaadis ki shakl meiN
jo kuchh mujhe diyaa hai, vo lauTaa rahaa houN maiN

A romantic, a socialist, a poet…Sahir, the magician, Ludhianvi. The above couplet appeared on the first page of Sahir’s only poetry book: ‘talkhiyaaN’ (Bitterness), and aptly so. The book is a treasure for poetry lovers. And in view of the excellent work presented in ‘talkhiyaaN’ by Sahir, it will always be sad that Urdu litterary circle never accepted him as a good poet. Perhaps something to do with the language that he used, simple language for simple people but with a plethora of emotions.
Whether in litterature, Sahir will ever get his place or not, he will always be in the hearts of his fans, such as myself… his words will always echo …
maiN pal do pal ka shaayar houN
pal do pal meri kahaanii hai
pal do pal meri hastii hai
pal do pal meri javaanii hai
[…]
mujhse pahle kitne shaayar aaye aur aa kar chale gaye
kuchh aaheiN bhar kar lauT gaye, kuchh naGhme gaa kar chale gaye
vo bhi ik pal ka qissa the, maiN bhi ik pal ka qissa houN
kal tumse judaa ho jaaouNgaa go aaj tumhaaraa hissaa houN