aaj ik aur baras biit gayā us ke baġhair
jis ke hote hue hote the zamāne mere
Delhi, India
siyāh āñkhoñ kī rangat kī ik jhalak ke liye
tirī talāsh meñ surma-farosh rahte haiñ
siyah aankhon ki rangat ki ek jhalak ke liye
teri talash mein surma-farosh rahte hain
hamāre ghar meñ ye tahzīb ab bhī zinda hai
buzurg boleñ to bachche ḳhamosh rahte haiñ
hamare ghar mein ye tahzib ab bhi zinda hai
buzurg bolen to bachche KHamosh rahte hain
roz tārīḳh calendar meñ badal jaatī thī
phir vo tārīḳh bhī aa.ī ki calendar badlā
roz tariKH calendar mein badal jati thi
phir wo tariKH bhi aai ki calendar badla
shukr kiije ki maut hai varna
zindagī se hameñ bachātā kaun
shukr kije ki maut hai warna
zindagi se hamein bachata kaun
tum se Takrā.e to huā mā'lūm
hādse ḳhushnumā bhī hote haiñ
tum se Takrae to hua ma'lum
hadse KHushnuma bhi hote hain
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