udte hain girte hain phir se udte hain udne waale udte udte udte hain haay vo chidiya ud maina ud ke jhagde aur phir saabit karna bakre udte hain

jo isko mazhab se jode ye uski nadaani hai urdu ka koii dharm nahin hai urdu hindustani hai

insaan se ziyaada koii haiwaan nahin hai ab to insaanon men hi insaan nahin hai rep kiya tha kal jisne koii ladki ka vo darinda hai hindu ya musalmaan nahin hai

meri jawaani ko kamzor kyuuñ samjhte ho tumhaare vaaste ab bhi shabaab baaki hai ye aur baat hai bottle ye gir ke toot gaii magar abhii bhi zaraa si sharaab baaki hai

maazi-e-marhoom kii naakaamiyon ka zikr chhod zindagi kii fursat-e-baaqi se koii kaam le

takra gaya vo mujh se kitaaben li.e hue phir meraa dil aur us kii kitaaben bikhar gaiin

lagta hai kaii raaton ka jaaga tha musavvir tasveer kii aankhoñ se thakan jhaank rahi hai

in ka uthna nahin hai hashr se kam ghar ki deewaar baap ka saaya

chal diye ghar se to ghar nahin dekha karte jaane waale kabhi mud kar nahin dekha karte seepiyaan kaun kinaare se utha kar bhaaga aisi baate samandar nahin dekha karte

na hon ashaar men maani na sahi KHud kalaami ka zariya hi sahi tum na nawaazo she'r ko na sunaayenge ye meraa zaati nazariya hi sahi