hawa ne kunj-e-gum-gashta mein aa ke
meri palkon par jami viraniyon ki khak ko jhada

aur apni shabnam afshani se meri banjh palkon ko
guhar-bari mein badla

ye samajhti hai
main us ke hath mein ungli thama kar

phir kisi na-dida parbat ke safar ki zid karunga
ta-abad ham-rah phirunga

waqt ek disposable rishte ki surat hai
jo istimal hota hai

basar hota nahin
mujhe takmil ki sarhad pe la ke raegani ki bashaarat di gai hai

main jo reza reza malba banti aabaadi ka nauha-khwan hun
mere hath ki khwahish

qalam se, phul ki patti banana chahti hai
magar main malbe ki inton ki ginti kar raha hun

ghar ke virane mein baitha
yaad aane wale lamhon ko

bhulane ke liye dohra raha hun