uff ye tanhai, kya karke chodegi
kya hame ek din mita ke chodegi
bheed ke badhne par, aur gehrata ye ehsaas
apne tanha hone ka
deemak ki tarah khurachta, nochta mera man
khokhala karta mere vajood ko
jaise
jonk chipak kar reh gayi ho rooh se
aur tript kar rahi ho khud ko,
khud hi ko mita kar.
maine to dhoondhi thin hatheliyon me taqdeeren,
wahi mujhe nagin ban kar das gayin.
us shab,
jis shab tum mujhe ruswa kar gaye
kya tumhe ek pal ko bhi meri yaad na aayi.
