Dard ke phuul bhii khilte hai.n bikhar jaate hai.n,
zaKhm kaise bhii ho.n kuchh roz me.n bhar jaate hai.n,

us dariiche me.n bhii ab ko_ii nahii.n aur ham bhii,
sar jhukaa_e hu_e chup-chaap guzar jaate hai.n,

raastaa roke kha.Dii hai yahii uljhan kab se,
ko_ii puuchhe to kahe.n kyaa ki kidhar jaate hai.n,

narm aavaaz bhalii baate.n mohazzab lahje,
pahlii baarish me.n hii ye rang utar jaate hai.n.