Apne aap main ek umeed
har koi iska mureed.

Chamakte hain chehre
kya khoob iske ghere.

Dar-o-deewar jhoomte
dukhyaare isko choomte.

Raunaq bikharti
khushi isse ubharti.

Andhera ghayab iske honay se
phir sukoon jhaankta har konay se.

Zarra zarra jaise kar rha ho iska shukriya
iske hotay hee badalta hai mayoos nazariya.

Kisi ke liye ban jaati maashooka
to kisi ke liye jaise koi mast hawa ka jhonka.

Yeh roshni kya to khoob
ismein har koi jaata doob. 

Tez ho to beshak akhre
halki ho to tab bhi hotay nakhre.

Bin iske guzaara nahi ho paaya
yeh hai iski ajub hee maaya.