(sachche logon ke nam)
ajib man ho

tum apne bachchon ko marti ho
to is khata par

ki wo hukumat ki wahshaton ke khilaf nikle
julus ke sath ja rahe the

tum ab pareshan ho rahi ho
main aane wali ghadi ke bare mein sochta hun

jab ek mausam kai kai sal tak rahega
tum apne hathon se mere shane hila hila kar kahogi

bahar nikal ke un kafiron ko roko
jo apne jismon mein andha hijaan bhar ke

sadkon pe chikhte hain
rabb-e-mausam

july sar pe hai aur kohra
hamare jismon mein

aur faslon ke rongton mein utar raha hai
hamein july mein january ki fazaen manzur kis tarah hon

hamare zehnon mein
rut ki tabdiliyon ke khake bane hue hain

ab tum pareshan ho rahi ho
main guzre waqton ki aahaten sun raha hun

jab main ne ye kaha tha
ki bachche tum pe gae to aaram se rahenge

magar jo warse mein meri sochen milen
to wada karo ye shikwa nahin karogi

ki mere bachche
jinhen kai mah main ne apna lahu diya tha

wo us lahu ko
ujad sadkon ke munh pe malne pe tul gae hain