sham tak subah ki nazron se uttar jaate hain
itne samjhoto pe jeete hain ke marr jaate hain
hum toh benaam iraadon ke musaafir hain
kuch pata ho toh batayen kidhar jaate hain
ghar ki girti hui dwwvaren hi mujhse achchi
raasta chalte huye log thehr jaate hain
ek judai ka vo lamha ke jo marta hi nahi
log kehte thay sab waqt guzar jaate hain
phir wahi talkhi-e-haalat muqaddar thehri
nashe kaise bhi hon kuch din mein uttar jaate hain
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