Dard ke phool bhi khilte hain bikhar jate hain
Zakhm kaise bhi hon kuch roz mein bhar jate hain
Us dareeche mein bhi ab koi nahi aur hum bhi
sir jhukaye hue chup chaap guzar jate hain
Raasta roke khari hai yahi uljhan kub se
Koi pooche tu kahein kya ke kidhar jate hain
Narm awaz bhali baatein muhazzab lehje
Pehli barish mein hi yeh rung utar jate hain
Dard ke phool bhi khilte hain bikhar jate hain
Zakhm kaise bhi hon kuch roz mein bhar jate hain
