rail-gadi ye ghamsan ilahi tauba
na murawwat na takalluf na tabassum na ada

yunhi ek ghair-shuuri si khushunat ka kharosh
be-irada hai to kya ghair-shuuri hai to kya

ye nae daur ke ehsas-e-ghulami ka zuhur
intiqama tahakkum ki numud

is mein ek izhaar-e-baghawat bhi to hai
yunhi yunhi sahi

ek shaiba-e-dad-e-shujaat bhi to hai
chaak to karta hun main apna gareban hi sahi

kulbulati hui makhluq ki is daldal mein
sina tane hue kuchh log badhe jate hain

khub phunkarte phan phailae
log wo log nahin

jin ko thukraate hue jate hain
ye log bade sahab log

ye jo hukkaam hamare hain ye hukkaam nahin
jo hamein se hain magar hum mein nahin

ye jo bandon ke hain aaqa magar aaqa ke ghulam
ba-wafa hun to hun be-dam nahin

tu dost kisi ka bhi sitamgar na hua tha
un pe duniya ki har ek rah kushada hai magar

aaj ek sang-e-garan hail hai
ki uthae na uthe aur hilae na hile

dusre darje ke darwaze mein
un ke aaqaon ka ek fard farangi gora

bahen phailae hue rasta roke hai khada
kaun hota hai harif-e-mai-e-mard afgan-e-ishq

sitiyan bajne lagin khidmat-e-sarkar baja lana hai
aur sarkar hi khud sang-e-rah-e-manzil hai

zindagi aa gai dorahe par
der kyun karte ho bhago bhago

daud kar third ke darbe mein ghuso
apne ham-jins ghulamon mein milo

zindagi aa gai dorahe par