do tin chhote bachche chidiya ke ghonsle mein
chup-chap lag rahe hain sine se apni man ke

chidiya ne mamta se phaila ke donon bazu
apne paron ke andar bachchon ko dhak liya hai

is tarah roz-marra karti hai man hifazat
sardi se aur hawa se rakhti hai garm un ko

lekin chida gaya hai chugga talash karne
dana kahin kahin se pute mein apne bhar kar

jab laega to bachche munh khol denge jhat-pat
un ko bharaega wo man aur bap donon

bachchon ki parwarish mein masruf hain barabar
aur chhote bachche khush hain taklif kuchh nahin hai

ai chhote chhote bachcho tum unche ghonsle se
hargiz nahin giroge par aur purze ab tak

nikle nahin tumhaare, is waste abhi tum
unche na ud sakoge, han jab tumhaare bazu

aur par durust honge to din ki raushni mein
sikhoge tum bhi udna karte phiroge chen-chen

udte phiroge phur-phur ai chhote bachcho lekin
kawwa buri bala hai us se khuda bachae