kitne aish se rahte honge kitne itraate honge jaane kaise log wo honge jo us ko bhate honge sham hue khush-bash yahan ke mere pas aa jate hain mere bujhne ka nazzara karne aa jate honge wo jo na aane wala hai na us se mujh ko matlab tha aane walon se kya matlab aate hain aate honge us ki yaad ki baad-e-saba mein aur to kya hota hoga yunhi mere baal hain bikhre aur bikhar jate honge yaro kuchh to zikr karo tum us ki qayamat banhon ka wo jo simatte honge un mein wo to mar jate honge mera sans ukhadte hi sab bain karenge roenge yani mere baad bhi yani sans liye jate honge