Thak nahi jaate, muskarate muskarate,
Us jhooth ko har roz, sach banate banate,
Kabhi milungi aaine k peeche us shakh se to poochungi,
Kaisi ye zidd hai jise hum bemann har pal jiye jaate...
Poochungi usse wo jo khali sa kona hai,
Kis baat ka shor wahan itna hota hai,
Taar kuch uljhe se mujhe dikhte hain,
Par dhunn aaj bhi aks mein mehfuz kahin sota hai...
Poochungi usse kabhi socha tha takiye se ho jayegi khasa mohabbat,
Usse baahon mein bhar ke mit jayegi har qurbat,
Yadoon k chadaar mein milega itna sukun,
Muntazir khushiyon ka kab tak rahega junoon...
Poochungi usse kya sambhalna aaisa hota hai,
Guroor liye kandhe pe aandhi mein chalna aaisa hota hai,
Kya ho jata agar hum itne magroor nahi hue hote,
Us daud ki jeet k peeche itne choor nahi hue hote...
Poochungi raahon pe chalte chalte,
Manzilein itni mukhtalif kyun ho gaye,
Wo jo nahi banna chahte the kabhi,
Shikast kha bebas wo iraadein kyun kho gaye...
Poochungi is guftagu ka anjaam kya hoga,
Chehra jo chupaye phirte ho aawaam se,
Maharum jo rakha hai usse nigaahon k giraftaar se,
Wo aa gaya agar sareaam to kya hoga...
Baatein kayi hain jo poochni baaki hain,
Raatein kayi hain jo is khayal mein jaagi hain,
Sawaal kuch jo dafne kabra mein zinda hain,
Aur kuch jiske jawaab pe hum sharminda hain...
Zindagi k saanche mein dhalna kya isse kehte hain,
Waqt k saath badalna kya isse Kehte,
Poochungi jab usse milungi kabhi,
Bemaut marna kya isse Kehte Hain...
