kabhi apne wasael se na baDh kar KHwahishen palo

jo kar raha hai dusron ke zehn ka ilaj

aaj itna jalao ki pighal jae mera jism

hum hizb-e-iKHtilaf mein bhi mohtaram hue

dihat ke wajud ko qasba nigal gaya

teri to aan baDh gai mujhko nawaz kar

aurat ko samajhta tha jo mardon ka khilauna

aaj bhi sipra uski KHushbu mill malik le jata hai

main apne bachpane mein chhu na paya jin khilaunon ko

mill malik ke kutte bhi charbile hain

ai raat mujhe man ki tarah god mein le le

shayad yunhi simaT saken ghar ki zaruraten

sab ki nigah mein tere godam aa gae

ab tak mere aasab pe mehnat hai musallat

kitna buad hai mere fan aur peshe ke mabain