Aazadi se nindon tak

zindagi ki chaTTanon se
sazaon ka samundar Takraata hai

aur safed chaTTanen samundar ki kali kar dene wali taqat se be-KHabar
KHwabon ke ghurur se labrez hain

pani chaTTanon mein raste banata rahta hai
aur aise mein koi nahin jaanta

hum aazadi ke jog mein
tanhai ke kis kis jangal mein bhaTke hain

aazadi ke libas ko apna badan samajh kar
wahshi sannaTon ki aamad se be-KHabar

hum kahan kahan bhaTke hain
aur jab libas phaT jate hain

hum in chiThDon ko apne be-libas tanhaiyon mein
yun chhupa lete hain

jaise zinda man ki aankhen murda bachche ki aaKHiri didar ko chhupa leti hain
to aise mein samundar sailab ho jata hai

aur safed chaTTanen
sazaon mein dafn

apne alawa sab kuchh bhul jaane par majbur ho jati hain
hum sailab mein na bahe jaane ka dukh liye

nindon tak aa jate hain
aur hum chaTTanon se guzarne wale pani ke raste band nahin kar sakte to

hans dete hain
aur nindon ki bhik jama karte karte

wahshi sannaTon ki aamad ke haul mein
hum sona bhul jate hain