
Phoolon ke daaman main chupe hote hain kaante,
Muskurahat jaane kitni saazishon ko hai chupaye.
Dost ban kar daga deta aaya hai yeh zamana,
Door bohot door ab humko hai jaana.
Sheeshe ko bhala pathar hum banaye bhi kaise,
Aankhon main utre dard ko chupaye bhi kaise.
Mushkil hai ek pal marna ek pal jiye jaana,
Door bohot door ab humko hai jaana.
Rooh tak utri hai jo najaane kaisi yeh thakan hai,
Koi nahin apna har shakhs khud main magan hai.
Laut kar wapis jahan se na kabhi hai aana,
Door bohot door ab humko hai jaana.
Woh ek des titliyon ka woh taaron ki ek nagri,
Ab tak jise chup chup kar dekha kiya humne.
Khwabon ki us nagri se pariyon ko hai aana,
Door bohot door ab humko hai jaana.
