hamare darmiyan ai dost
ye jo istiara phul ka mahka raha

bandhan mein hum ko bandh kar
khilta raha ek umr

mera dil
bahalta hi nahin ab un ki baaton se

kabhi tum khushbuon ka zikr karte ho
to meri nak mein tezab ki bu phail jati hai

tumhaari shairi bar-e-garan ab hai samaat par
ki zarkhezi gulon se is mein qaem hai

wo gul
ki jin ko main dekhun kabhi

zeb-e-gulu un ke
jo aae hain masal kar phul hi jaisa hasin paikar

bahut se log qatil ke
gale mein phul ki malaen latka kar

use ashkon ka nazrana bhi dete hain
to main munsif ka chehra dekh kar hairan hota hun

jununi bhid mein ja kar
simat kar phail jata hun

aur apne dard ko sunsan karta hun