Ye Aurat ka tamasha hai Ye aurat ka tamasha hai Magar kiska khulasa hai Amin jiska hua tha mard Jis ka maas khata tha Lahoo pee kar hua zinda Usi par tars khata hai Lagayi um’r jisay maine Wo sari um’r gata hai Hai aurat mard ki joti Ye joti ka tamasha hai Nahi sunti wo jab meri Mujhy badkhair lagti hai Faqat farman’ ravi mein ho Tou hoor e dehr lagti hai Wo sad Laila sahi lekin Mujhy wo bair lagti hai Meri humdum bhe ho tou kya? Ye jo’ti ka tamasha hai. Bara saffak hon logo Agar apni bhe dukhtar ho Na dill mein lou e muhabbat ho Tou wo bhe zehar lagti hai Biyahna chahta hon mein Usy uski umr se pehly Magar jab dekhta hon door e rawan k abla paa log Mujhy ab dar ye lagta hai kahan wo dehr rakhti hai Sabhi adaab dey bhe dun Muzayyin ikhlaq se kardun Magar ye log! Naseh log Mujhy ab zer lagty hain Mujhy ab der lagti hai Usy tadfeen karne mein Inhi shehnaiyon ki gonj mein wo sher lagti hai.. Wo mashriq ki mehmil ho Ya maghrib ki mona lisa Tamasha jab bhe ho uska Wo ibn e ghair lagti hai Yun tou.. Arasta taleem se karke Saja k dheron naseehaton se Main uski Tabi’yyat banata hon Ye usko rond deta hai Zamana jabr karta hai Tamasha tab hi banta hai Wo dekho meri hawwa hai Nahi jisk liay sarkon p bhe mehfoz ab chalna Wo ghar mein ho bhe tou dill ko rahay bechain sa dharka Kya kuch ghalti hoi mujhsy? Mujhy kisko batana tha? K aurat maan hoti hai K aurat iman hoti hai K aurat aan hoti hai K aurat k azaim bhe us hi ki tarha muqaddas hain Wo bhe insan hoti hai… Ye INSAN ka tamasha h…. Mere Baitay…