sunta logo ki bakwas
unka rona kabhi khatam nahi hota
fir khatam ho jaye sab so jaye
ghadi me rat ke 12 baj jaye
par unka bhonkna kavi khatam nahi hota
kyu ni hota kyu ni hota
kyu mujhe koi nahi samjhta
itni hai aabadi fir bhi jane kyu koi nahi apna
samjhate mujhe kahte mera bus ki ni hai bat
par me esa kavihar manta hu nahi
jante nahi is mouke ke kabse kiya mene intzaar
kiya itna waqt barbad JHAND INSAAN
baithe baithe sochte sochte beet gaye kitne sare saal
andar ki garmi 47 degree hai ye tapmaan
kab rat mai tare chamke kab suraj dhale
anjaan tha mai par fir se ni hogi ye galti
nahi bhar payegi ye gahrayi
nahi mit payegi ye nishani
likhunga itihaas mai
roj ek nayi kahaniiiiiiii...........
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