mahfil mein phul KHushiyon ke jo banTta raha

har zaKHm-e-kohna waqt ke marham ne bhar diya

pani ne jise dhup ki miTTi se banaya

ret par jalte hue dekh sarabon ke charagh

rishte nate TuTe phuTe lage hain

jin ka yaqin rah-e-sukun ki asas hai

basti ke hassas dilon ko chubhta hai