ham bhi dariyaa hain ha men apna hunar maaloom hai jis taraf bhi chal padenge raasta ho jaayega

mere aañsu nahin tham rahe ki vo mujhse juda ho gaya aur tum kah rahe ho ki chhodo ab aisa bhi kya ho gaya may-kadon men meri lainein padhte firte hain log maine jo kuchh bhi pee kar kaha falsafa ho gaya

kisi gali men kiraye pe ghar liya usne phir us gali men gharo ke kiraye badhne lage

kyuuñ darein zindagi men kya hogaa kuchh na hogaa to tajurba hogaa

raatein kisi yaad men kattee hain aur din daftar kha jaata hai dil jeene par mael hota hai to maut ka dar kha jaata hai sach poochho to tahzeeb haafi main aise dost se aaziz hooñ milta hai to baat nahin karta aur phone pe sar kha jaata hai