ai urus-e-bambai sad-haif piron ka shikar
qafile piron ke baithe hain qatar-andar-qatar

har gali ki mod par ek pir hai baitha hua
puchhta hai jis se har ek zindagi ka rasta

masjidon mein but-kadon mein aur mai-khanon mein pir
koh mein gulzar mein basti mein viranon mein pir

jis taraf nazren uthin piron ka ek sailab hai
saikdon piron ke andar aadmi nayab hai

bambai mein gham-gusar-e-zindagi milta nahin
pir to milte hain lekin aadmi milta nahin

pir wo jo race ke ghodon pe rakhte hain nazar
wahi nazil hoti hai satte ki jin ke qalb par

ahmaqon ko aur bhi ullu banane ke liye
aae hain duniya mein jo satta batane ke liye

aap ki tauhin hai gar kuchh bhi mehnat kijiye
ek bidi dijiye satte ka number lijiye

par hai beda jo kar le koi piron par yaqin
naukri aulad paise ka koi danda nahin

hoshiyar in rahzanon se ai urus-e-bambai
tere rukhsaron ki kam hone lagi hai raushni

teri naslon mein jawan piron ki baaten jaengi
aql ke hote hue bhi rang apna laengi

zindagi ka rasta is tarah mil sakta nahin
ghuncha-e-ummid in piron se khil sakta nahin

chhod de lillah ab ye pir-bazi chhod de
but-shikan fitrat hai teri in buton ko tod de

haif tujh ko zindagi ka rasta milta nahin
pir milte hain tujhe lekin khuda milta nahin