yeh bachpan bhi ktina anutha hota hai
pal bhar ki khushiyan, pal bhar ka rona hai
yeh bachpan bhi kese khilone jesa hota hai
taur-tareeko se, ritiyon-nitiyon se pare
yeh apni dhun mein mast rehta hai
kisse-kahaniyan kehta hai
fiki par chuki jaan mein rang bharta hai
Haaye! yeh bachpan bhi kese khilone jesa hota hai
duniya se pare hokar bhi duniya bhi he palta hai
masoon sa yeh bade hone ki hod mein duniya ka hissa banta hai
jab bachpan jawani mein badalta hai
alhad jawani besabr se behti hai
manchali si behraah si raah se guzarati hai
kabhi ishq -ishq, kabhi dard-dard ki rat lagaya karti hai
lakh samjhao ise yeh khud ki bhi na sunti hai
moiyi bin-baat ke unfanti hai
kambhaqt duniya se jhagdati, ladti hai
aur fir kone mein chhupkar roti, bilagati hai
yeh alhad jawani anhad bajti hai
fir kahin thehrati hai, kuch rukti hai
jab budape mein dhalti hai
kampti hui hatheliyan jab besaikhi ki talash karne lagti hain
purani ho chuki akhbar ki tarah zarurat kum si lagti hai
jab yeh zindagi jeene ki akhri paudi par paonv rakhti hai
Haaye yeh zindagi kitne rangon mein rangti hai
berang si shuru hoti hai
aur berang si dhalti hai
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