main us ko pana bhi chahun
to ye mere liye na-mumkin hai

wo aage aage tez-khiram
main us ke pichhe pichhe

uftan khezan
aawazen deta

shor machata
kab se rawan hun

barg-e-khizan hun
jab main ukta kar ruk jaunga

wo bhi pal bhar ko thahar kar
mujh se aankhen chaar karega

phir apni chahat ka iqrar karega
phir main

munh tod ke
tezi se ghar ki jaanib lautunga

apne naqsh-e-qadam roundunga
ab wo dil tham ke

mere pichhe lapakta aaega
naddi nale

patthar parbat phand aa jaega
main aage aage

wo pichhe pichhe
donon ki raftar hai ek jaisi

phir ye kaise ho sakta hai
wo mujh ko ya main us ko pa lun