main ek lahar ka thahrao
jame hue khun ka dauran

kate hue hathon ki panja-azmai mera jihad
nau-jawan budhon ki na-khud-nawisht

meri asriyat
tarikh mere ghar ka bujha hua chulha

rotiyon se ziyaada bhuk pakata hai
mera shahr us aurat ka hamal

jo istiqrar se ziyaada isqat dhaalta hai
barson pahle

natshe ne kaha tha khuda mar gaya
aur aaj

jama masjid ke pichhe wali basti mein
bosida makanon aur tarik galiyon mein

ek budha bhi
yahi chikhta hai

jama masjid ke chaar minaron se
rone ki aawazen

nashr ho rahi hain