zara apni aankhen to dena
ki dekhun tumhaari nazar se

jahan-e-tamanna
jahan log kahte hain

nargis ne ek phul phir se jana hai
hazaron baras ki saza jhel kar

guman aur afshan ke rangon mein phir se
bahaaron ki khushbu safar kar rahi hai

ki lamhon ki lahron pe har su
nai aarzu pur-fishan hai

tamanna ki tanhaiyan muntazir hain
ki shayad wahi waqt ka qafila

phir mile
jo un ko sula kar batae bina chal diya tha

shukriya
apni aankhen to lo

hamein apni be-nuri achchhi
hamein kya mila

hazaron baras ka safar
aur phir

dida-war
khud-nazar khud-girafta

ye pani ke takhte pe latka hua phul
guman aur afshan ke rangon ki hijrat ka

taza nishan
de gaya dagh-e-hijrat ki ek dukh bhari dastan

ye chashm-e-tamanna
khudaya khudi thi ki thi khud-numai

ye phulon ki duniya bhi
andher nagri hai

andhon ki duniya hai
be-nur-o-be-khauf

insaf andha hai
phulon ko phansi ke phande