Kitni haseen hoti hai motoron ki dhun
Kabhi horn mara, kabhi chillaye
Ek ambulance ki hi awaaz hai aisi
Dil patthar bhi ho toh aankh bhar aaye

Kya pata shayad, uss bistar par
Kaun leta hoga kuch dard mein
Ma ke shikhm ka bachcha hoga
Ya kisi ka bhai maut ke ranj mein

Cheekhein toh phir har aur se aayegi
Paas waalo ke kaano tak
Prarthna mein sab jut jaayenge
Jeev ki maang bhagvano tak

Tab ved bhi kya unn haathon se
Marz ka purza kaatenge
Sunai degi machine ki tik tik
Badan mein larza baantenge

Khabar jab aati hai na kisi ke dukh ki
Mann bandh kar deta hai kaano ke parde
Ruh bhi kaap uthti hai pal mein
Fikr yahi ki sannate mein koi shor na karde

Toh phir nigal kar har woh gum ka niwala
Aate hai kabhi log hosh mein
Dard toh dil mein hota hi hai
Sabr kar jaate hai josh mein

Iss nazm ke sahare kehna bas yahi tha–
Dhoonda phir jab aapne uss din
Phool ki chaadar mein kaante ko
Iss sheher ki hulchul aur awaaz ke beech
Dhoond lijiyega sannate ko