ye aag pani hawa ye mitti
ye wahimon ki karishma-sazi

ye ilm-o-fan ke tamam qisse
ye aql-o-danish ki sari baaten

ye sab dilase banawati hain
main doston dushmanon ki zad mein hun

har koi pesh-goiyon ke daraaz qisse suna raha hai
meri fana se meri baqa se

kisi ko koi gharaz nahin hai
ki sab ko apne mafad apne currency noton ki fikr hai

har koi talab aur rasad ke chakkar mein apne bhaw chadha raha hai
khuli fazaon mein par samete hue parinde

tahaffuz-e-zat ke qaziyyon ki khurduri soch ke darichon se
aane wali saubaton ke muhib manzar dikha rahe hain

ye kya hai sab kuchh ki kuchh nahin hai
hawas ki dastaras se baala

mere liye sab wo sadaqat hai jo mere jism ko jaan ko chhu kar guzar rahi hai
ki main haqiqi mushahidon tajrabon ki bhatti mein jal raha hun

ye aag pani hawa na mitti hai
sirf main hun