Har manjar mein apni Khwahishein dhund raha hun,
Har Zehmat mein khud ko dhund raha hun
Har Zarre ki mehlo mein,
Apni Tasveer dekh raha hun
Hare ek udte maikhane mein,
apni yaadon ko dekh raha hun
Har roz nayi Khwahishein
Har roz nayi Yaadein,
Har badalte din mein ek naya manjar aaa jata hai.
Kyu in badalte manjaro mein hum gir jatey hai
Kyu in behtein lehro mein khud ko sama lete hai
Kyu in nafrato mein apni kushiya dhundte hai
Kyu na chate hue apne aap ko badalte hai
Kyu anchahe rasto mein ek anokha rasta dhundte hai
Kyu har ek Khwahish ko apni manjar bana lete hai.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem