hanste hue man-bap ki gali nahin khate

ye sar-buland hote hi shane se kaT gaya

ye durweshon ki basti hai yahan aisa nahin hoga

muKHtasar hote hue bhi zindagi baDh jaegi

duniya teri raunaq se main ab ub raha hun

aapko chehre se bhi bimar hona chahiye

ye but jo humne dobara bana ke rakkha hai

dohra raha hun baat purani kahi hui

chale maqtal ki jaanib aur chhati khol di humne

sahra-pasand ho ke simaTne laga hun main

main is se pahle ki bikhrun idhar udhar ho jaun

miTTi mein mila de ki juda ho nahin sakta

kisi gharib ki barson ki aarzu ho jaun

masarraton ke KHazane hi kam nikalte hain

kale kapDe nahin pahne hain to itna kar le