sat samundar par gae hain nana-jaan
dewon pariyon ka ek des hai singapore
singapore se jab aaenge
shishe ki goli laenge
nae nae kapDe laenge
gend bhi ek KHarbuze wali
jis mein
lal hare
pile
sab rang rahenge
lekin jab main sochta hun to
Dar lagta hai
dew kahin nana se mere
sari chizen chhin na len
chhinenge to
hafiz-ji se kah dunga
hafiz-ji se sab Darte hain
Nazm
Singapore
Shakeel Azmi