Fard

itne baDe nizam mein sirf ek meri hi neki se kya hota hai

main to is se ziyaada kar hi kya sakta hun

mez par apni sari duniya

kaghaz aur qalam aur TuTi phuTi nazmen

sari chizen baDe qarine se rakh di hain

dil mein bhari hui hain itni achchhi achchhi baaten

in baaton ka dhyan aata hai to ye sans baDi hi besh-baha lagti hai

mujh ko bhi to kaisi kaisi baaton se rahat milti hai

mujh ko is rahat mein sadiq pa kar

sare jhuT meri tasdiq ko aa jate hain

ek agar main sachcha hota

meri is duniya mein jitne qarine saje hue hain

un ki jagah be-tartibi se paDe hue kuchh TukDe hote

mere jism ke TukDe kale jhuT ke is chalte aare ke niche

itne baDe nizam se meri ek neki Takra sakti thi

agar ek main hi sachcha hota