aise lagta hai ki sahra hai koi dur tak phaili hui ret ko jab dekhta hun meri aankhon mein wahi pyas chhalak aati hai ruh ki pyas chhalak aati hai phir hawa waqt ke hathon mein hai talwar ki manind rawan phir sulagta hun faqat maut mujhe bhati hai dil mera aaj bhi afsurda udas dil badalta hi nahin raste roz badal lete hain rup raste faiz ki shahrah ki tarah chur nidhaal aur patjhad mein bikharte hue patton ki tarah log hi log hain jis or nazar jati hai rog hi rog hain jis or nazar jati hai phir bhatakta hun faqat maut mujhe bhati hai garche ye khauf ki diwana kahegi duniya garche ye dar ki main sach-much hi na pagal ho jaun phir bhi gham khane ki fursat to nikal aati hai apne gun gane ki aadat hi nahin jati hai dur jate hue lamhon ki sada galiyan mujh ko diye jati hai is se pahle bhi junun tha lekin ab ke is taur se bikhre hain hawas koi tartib nahin aise lagta hai ki sahra hai koi dur tak phaili hui ret ko jab dekhta hun meri aankhon mein wahi pyas chhalak aati hai ruh ki pyas chhalak aati hai zindagi meri dhuen ki surat phailti aur bikhar jati hai phir hawa waqt ke hathon mein hai talwar ki manind rawan phir main marta hun faqat maut mujhe bhati hai