Umeed — the small, stubborn light that returns with every dawn.
Begin the day here.
har raat ke aakhir mein chhupi ek sahar hoti hai
thaki aankhon mein bhi koi nayi dopahar hoti hai
main apna shahr chhoR aayi par shahr na chhoR saka mujhe
har khwab mein vahi gali vahi ghar vahi dar hota hai
vo aurat jo chup rehti hai use kamzor na samjho
uski khamoshi mein chhupa ek samandar hota hai
chhaton pe utarti hai jab pehli kiran sahar ki
to shahr ki har khiRki mein ek chiraagh sa jalta hai
zindagi kya hai anaasir mein zuhoor-e-tarteeb
maut kya hai inhi ajzaa ka pareshaan hona
khaak-e-watan ka mujh ko har zarra devta hai
ulfat ka jis se mujh ko dam bhar ko vaasta hai
main ek musaafir hoon meri manzil koi nahin
har raah meri hai aur har ghar mera nahin
din bhar ki mehnat ke baad jab roTi nazar aati hai
to mazdoor ke haathon mein puri kaaynaat aati hai