ek poet garibi se tang aakar
daku ban gaya..
daketi karne bank gaya..
or kaha...
arz kiya hai..
taqdeer me jo hai wahi milega
hands up..
koi apni jagah se nahi hilega.
phir cashear se kaha..
kuch khawab meri aankho se nikal do
jo kuch bhi he jaldi se is beg me dal do.
bahut koshish karta hu teri yaad bhulane ki
koi koshish nahi karega polish ko bulane ki
bhula dena mujko kya jata he tera
me goli mar dunga jo picha kiya mera...
