Pul-siraat

main jis mein rahti hun mera ghar hai

yahan ki diwar-o-dar ke andar

meri jawani ke tane-bane

har ek rag-e-sang mein rawan hain

yahan pe nikhri hui safedi

mere buDhape ki aane wali

sahar ka elan kar rahi hai

yahan ki chhat mere dil se nikli hui dua hai

jo bargah-e-KHuda mein maqbul ho ke saya kiye hue hai

yahan ki khiDki yahan ke rauzan

meri hi aankhon ke KHwab hain

kuchh mein raushni kuchh bujhe bujhe hain

yahan pe kuchh log rah chuke hain

yahan pe kuchh log rah rahe hain

hamare mabain kya hai mazi ke rabte hain

wo rabte jin pe sirf meri giraft mahfuz rah gai hai

jabhi to aisa hua hai aksar

main apne hathon ko KHud jhaTak kar

nikal paDi aise raste par

jo baal se bhi mahin

talwar ki tarah

tund o murtaish tha

main kaT ke gir jaana chahti thi

bikhar ke mar jaana chahti thi

magar na-jaane mujhe hua kya!

bajae is ke ki niche dekhun

meri in aankhon ne pichhe dekha

wahin jahan ek ghar khaDa tha

wo jis ki khiDki wo jis ke rauzan

meri hi aankhon ke KHwab the, kuchh mein raushni, kuchh bujhe bujhe the!!