din nikalte hain bikhar jate hain
shahr baste hain ujad jate hain

dastaken aahani darwaze par
sar ko takra ke palat jati hain

gumbad-e-khamushi girta hi nahin
chalti rahti hai hawa

kheton mein dalanon mein
aur apne hi talatum mein utar jati hai

har taraf phul bikhar jate hain
dil ki mitti pe koi rang utarta hi nahin

aankh nazzara-e-mauhum se hatti hi nahin
zehn us hajla-e-tariki-o-tanhai mein

apne kanton pe pada rahta hai
waqt aata hai guzar jata hai

tum jo aate ho to tartib ulat jati hai
dhund jaise kahin chhat jati hai

naram poron se koi haule se
dil ki diwar gira deta hai

ek khidki kahin khul jati hai
aankh ek jalwa-e-sad-rang se bhar jati hai

koi aawaz bulati hai hamein
tum jo aate ho

to is habs dukhan ke ghar se
ranj-e-ainda-o-rafta ki thakawat se

nikal lete hain
tum se milte hain

to duniya se bhi mil lete hain