ye masala hai darpesh yahan marna ya jina achchha hai
hasti ka zahr-bhara saghar toden ya pina achchha hai

taqdir se shikwa lazim hai ya chup hi rahna achchha hai
mahaul se takkar li jae ya sadma sahna achchha hai

kya maut ke mithe sharbat ko honton se lagana achchha hai
ya ranj-o-alam ko sah lena gham mein ghul jaana achchha hai

hum maut ke mithe saghar ko honton se laga to sakte hain
hum khak ke bistar par so kar har gham ko bhula to sakte hain

lekin is maut ki wadi mein ja kar kya jaane kya hoga
wo wadi kis ne dekhi hai us ka manzar kaisa hoga

ye soch ke chup rah jate hain dukh sahte hain gham khate hain
is ranj-o-alam ki basti mein aise hi din kat jate hain

ye sabr na ho to duniya mein aafat gawara kaun kare
har roz ki zahmat kaun sahe har baat gawara kaun kare

jabir ka tashaddud sahte hain ulfat mein dhoka khate hain
jo hum se nafrat karte hain hum un ke naz uthate hain

hakim chahe jaisa bhi ho hum us ki lataden sahte hain
ghairat ko thokar lagti hai dil hi mein kudhte rahte hain

andher hai kaisa duniya mein us ke qanun nirale hain
ya-rab ye kaisi duniya hai kaise ye duniya wale hain

kam-zarf kamine logon ne har jaanib dere dale hain
bahar se to ye sab achchhe hain lekin andar se kale hain

bad-zauq kamine logon se hum jaan chhuda to sakte hain
hasti ki har ek musibat se chhutkara pa to sakte hain

in sab ka maut ilaj to hai lekin mar kar bhi kya hoga
mar kar bhi chain agar na mila phir kaisa haal apna hoga

jine se marna aasan hai lekin majbur hain jine par
hasti ka saghar kadwa hai lekin majbur hain pine par

ye duniya hum ne dekhi hai duniya ki jafaen dekhi hain
us duniya ka kuchh ilm nahin is ki to balaen dekhi hain

ye soch ke hum is duniya mein aafat gawara karte hain
dukh sahte hain gham sahte hain har baat gawara karte hain