Jo dekhe maine sanjh savere.
Kuch adhure se khwab mere,
Tuut gaye, pal bhar me bikhar gaye,
Kuch panno-n me hi simmat ke reh gaye.
Han mana maine, ummeedon se bhara asmaan hai,
Muskurate khilkhilate gulistan hai.
Par wo sare baagh sukh gaye, murjha gaye,
Mere adhure khwab kuch panno-n me hi simmat ke reh gaye.
Han jeevan hai, archan hai,
Fir naya savera, nayi kiran hai.
Chand sanso-n ke sahare jee re the,
Par qismat bhi mujhpe yun muskura gaye,
Mere adhure khwab bas kuch panno-n me hi simmat ke reh gaye.
Han mandir, masjid, aur gurudware me,
Hum maatha tek laga aaye.
Jiski kabhi kadar na ki maine,
Wo chand mauhlat ki zindagi maang aaye.
Anjane me kahin koi dua,
Sayad mere khwabon ki kashti baha jaaye, paar kara jaye.
Ya athkheliyon me fasi meri zindagi,
Jahan kuch rishtein tutne ke kagar pe the,
Aur najane kyun jaate jaate anjano se,
Is qadar hum dil laga aaye...
Chorr jaun main kaise unko?
Jo apne ansuon ko,
Chupke se mere liye baha aaye.
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