Karachi, Sindh, Pakistan
hum apne zehn par pahle use tari karenge
sailabon ke baad hum aise diwane ho jate hain
KHwab ko surat-e-haalat bana jata hai
der se so kar uThne walo taDpo lekin shor na ho
duriyon mein qarabaton ka maza
satata wo agar fitrat se haT ke
wo hai aag wo pani hai
samaaton ke liye raaz chhoD aae hain
jaan jae agar to jaane de
mere bare mein kuchh socho mujhe nind aa rahi hai
sar uThaya ishq ne to choT ek bhaari paDi
kal raat wo jhagaDti rahi baat baat par