suljhate suljhate aakhir-kar
itne ulajh gae hain sare samikaran

ki zindagi goya mauj ki rassi ho gai hai
us ke jiwan mein na koi prem bacha hai na pratiksha

wo khud hi mahsus karne laga hai khud ki wyarthata
jab bhi sunana shurua karta hai koi qissa

kendr se paridhi tak khud ko kahin bhi nahin pata
in dinon udasi koi hir hai

jo gati rahti hai bhitar
aathon-pahar