kahani likhte hue dastan sunate hue
vo so gaya hai mujhe khvab se jagate hue
diye ki lau se chhalakta hai us ke husn ka aks
singar karte hue aina sajate hue
ab is jagah se kai raste nikalte hain
main gum hua tha jahan rasta batate hue
pukarte hain unhen sahilon ke sannate
jo log duub gae kashtiyan banate hue
phir us ne mujh se kisi baat ko chhupaya nahin
vo khul gaya tha kisi baat ko chhupate hue
mujhi men tha vo sitara-sifat ki jis ke liye
main thak gaya huun zamane ki khaak udate hue
mazaron aur munderon ke rat-jagon men ‘salim’
badan pighalne lage hain diye jalate hue