aate jate logon ko hum dekh rahe hain barson se
kuchh to apne hi thahre hain kuchh lagte hain apnon se

aawara be-samt hawaen aakhir pahunchin baadal tak
dhul ke chehron ko dhoen ab qaus-e-quzah ke rangon se

sari buniyaadon ka hasil dil ko masarrat dena tha
lekin ek alamiya hai ye dil ka nikalna sinon se

minaron par chadh ke yun to khud ko uncha kar loge
lekin kya bach paoge tum chonch pasare chilon se

parbat-lok ko musa daude aur kashti ko hazrat-e-nuh
jab bhi nikli pagli khushbu nahaq khun ke chhinton se

tute phute khwabon ko hum jodne baithe hi the 'qaus'
pith laga ki phat jaegi kuchh anjaane bojhon se