Musafir

Faasle aur raston me farq sirf itna h...
Ki fasle tey krne hain aur raston me jeena hai...
Musafiro ki mehfil guzarti h har mod se..
Gaate bajate hue kaafile..
Jaise mujhe hi to bulate h...
Pukarte hain mera naam..
Jaise unke kabile ka me hi to hun sartaj...
Jo bharosa khud ko khud pe nhi tha...
Aaj h buland wo awaz...
Bas kro itni rehmat aye khuda...
Ki mujhme me na rhu... rhe to bs ek anbhuji pyas...