Samundar
ki toofani lehron par jaise’,
Meri’
zindagi ki kashti kisi tarah sambhal rahi hai.
Jee
ghabrane’ laghta hai,
Lagta hai
jaise’ ke’ kisi bhi waqt yeh doobne’ hi waali hai.
Magar
buland honsle’ naa jaane’ kab jaag jaate’ hain,
Aur uske’
zariye’ meri zindagi ki yeh kashti toofanon ke' beech chalti hi rehti hai.
Samundar ki
lehrein ho ya iss zindagi ka safar,
Toofanon
ka silsila toh hamesha chalta hi rehta hai.
Kabhi toh
insaan itna mayoos ho jaata hai,
Aur aise’
toofanon se’ shikast (defeat) kabool kar jaata hai.
Magar
zinda dili toh jeene’ ka koi shandaar tariqa hai,
Jahan har
halaat mein woh joshila andaz sabhi ko rakhna padta’ hai.
Musibaton
se’ haar jaana toh buzdilon ki aadat hai,
Magar himmat-e-andaz
kayyam karna toh jaanbazon ki hi fitrat hai.
Sabak
lein hum sab uss samundari toofanon mein ghiri hui kisi kashti se’,
Jo kamaal
ki zurat (boldness) dikha kar hi rehti hai.
Joojhti
hi rehti hai jo uss haalat ko bas fatah karne’ ke' junoon mein,
Aur sikha
jaati hai hum sabko, jeene’ ka jo doosra naam hai.