hijr ke mare kiwadon se purane se ye khwab
ashk ban kar nikal aate hain bahane se ye khwab

raat bhar jagta rahta hai isi soch mein dil
chale jaen na kahin nind ke aane se ye khwab

paenti se ho laga sar to sukun hai warna
uth ke aa jate hain aankhon mein sirhane se ye khwab

is liye bhi to nahin nind mein chalta hun main tez
khak ho jaen na phir khak udane se ye khwab

yaad aate hi diye mein bhadak uthti hai wo lau
baz aate hi nahin sina jalane se ye khwab

bhul kar bhi na kahin tazkira karna un ka
ki dobara nahin aate hain sunane se ye khwab

jagta rahta hai aankhon mein gai shab ka malal
aur chhupte hi nahin lakh chhupane se ye khwab

nahin milta hai agar aks to jhunjhla ke main phir
khinch lata hun tere aaina-khane se ye khwab