Thak gaya tha main saare hafte ki mushakkat (hard work) se,
Jaan par jaise bann gayi thi din raat ki uss jung se.
Iss waqt jaam ke sahare kuch aaraam mil raha hai,
Kya gila karoon ab uss mushakkat se?
Kyon hum gilaa karte hain zindagi ke iss usool se?
Mushakkat ke bina aakhir kya mazaa hai iss zindagi mein?
Khaali baithe toh waqt bhi bitaye nahi beet jaata,
Jee bhi ghabraane lagata hai aise halaat se.
Jaam ka kya hai?
Kabhi bhi pee sakte.
Magar binaa uss thakaan se,
Kya mazaa hai usse peene mein?
Kisi buzurg ne bhi kya khoob kaha tha,
Waqt hai bahut hi kum toh har pal ka istemaal (use) karo bade paimaane mein.
Khush naseeb hain woh jo iss sach se waakif (familiar) hain,
Aur zindagi ke ek ek pal hai unke kaboo mein. 
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