bada hi pyara lage hai ye tifl-e-girya-kunan
kisi khilaune ke chhinne pe ro raha hai bahut

sitara aankhon mein moti chamak rahe hain bahut
hai apne kargar-e-hasti mein mahw-e-rah

mile jo mohlat-e-masrufiyat to dekhe use
abhi wo aaegi aur be-qarar ho ke use

utha ke banhon ke halqe mein pyar kar legi
phir apne malgaje aanchal mein us ke aansuon ko

wo jaise salma sitare ki tarah tankegi
hain meri aankhon mein kab se sitare raqs-kunan

badi ummid se main aasman takti rahi
wo apne kar-e-jahan mein laga hua hai magar

agar wo aa nahin sakta to itna hi kar de
meri talab ko wahin se wo be-talab kar de

mere sawal ki taqat ko chhin le mujh se
main thak chuki hun tahayyur ki aah-o-zari se