ek parinde ki surat
main apni hi aazad chhoti si duniya

mein thi khush-o-khurram
to phir kya hua

mujhe yaad hai khub achchhi tarah
tum aae meri zindagi mein

prism ek lae
mujhe pesh kar di

nae is khilaune ke sath
main bachche ki manind khush thi

khilaune se jab jhankti thi
to duniya thi lagti badi khubsurat

rang hi rang tha har taraf
kabhi to wo qaus-e-quzah ko

pakadne ki khwahish machalti thi mujh mein
achanak hi wo pyara pyara khilauna

kisi aur ko saunp dene ki khatir
man chhin kar tum ne mujh se

mujhe chhod dala alag
ek parinde ki manind

yaadon ke pinjre mein jakda hua