dekhe chaaro aur kabhi, soche jo akele the...

shor thaa bas logon ka, anjaanon ke rele the...

ek awaz thi dhundli si halki halki maalum-si...

bulawaa nahi tha mera, ek pukaar thi bas maasum-si..

caught in the gruel of times relentless till..
i saw; the mutiny of words against a poets will...
wisps of thoughts and traces of rhymes...
seem now but vestiges of some different times...

the silhouette of a chance... the wisp of a hope... i stretch out to reach... its but an illusion, nothng but smoke...

" जो ज़ुल्म देखे है आखोने मेरे....

अपनी जुबां से उन्हें क्या इन्साफ दू ..... "