kahin pohochun na pohochun,
is bheed se nikalne ki jaldi hai.
nikalke raahat mile na mile,
woh raah ki marzi hai.
raahon ki zaraa si manmaani pe
inme bhagdad si machti hai.
fir bhagdad ki har ek tasveer me
inki haqeeqat jhalakti hai.
haqeeqat me inke vehem-e-zehenon me
bas chaahat palti hai.
ek aur chiz, thoda aur khayal, aur ek baar,
aur zindagi kat-ti hai.
aise weraangi bhari zindagi dekh,
Zindagi khud hansti hai.
ragon me beh rahi nadi, par samandar ki pyas me
inki muqaabil raatein jagti hai.
jahaan ki khubsoorti me ghut-te dilon ke kinaro pe
keemat ki chitahein jalti hai.
in dilon ke maile paani me khudko dekh,
vo khudke badan pe mitti malti hai,
jiske badan ki chaardiwari me
inki jhooti kaayanaat basti hai.
inki is zara si kaayanat ki kami me
meri duniya kahaan hant sakti hai.
par kabhi is sarab ke paar na dekh lena saalon,
ki fir saari zindagi saali sarab hi lagti hai.
chalta hu,
jaldi hai.
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