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

kuchh baat hai ki hasti mitati nahin hamaari sadiyon raha hai dushman daur e zamaan hamaara

agar hai ishq saccha to nigaahon se bayaañ hogaa zabaan se bolna bhi kya koi izhaar hota hai

sair kar duniya ki ghaafil zindagaani phir kahaan zindagi gar kuchh rahi to ye jawaani phir kahaan

log har mod pe ruk ruk ke sambhalte kyun hain itnaa darte hain to phir ghar se nikalte kyun hain mod hota hai jawaani ka sambhalne ke li.e aur sab log yahiin aa ke fisalte kyun hain

tamaam din ke dukhon ka hisaab karna hai main chahta hooñ koii mere aas-paas na ho

nazar bacha ke guzarte ho to guzar jaao main aaina hooñ meri apni zimmedaari hai

zindagi tere ta’qqub men ham itnaa chalte hain ki mar jaate hain

kaash aisa koi manzar hota mere kaandhe pe teraa sar hota

jama karta jo main aa.e hue sang sar chhupaane ke li.e ghar hota