Dard

Dard ab badh gaye hai itne ki, sochu main jor se aisa chikhu,
Is duniya se kafi dur chala jaoon, kisi ko na main dikhu,
‘Chinta mat kar’, Sab thik ho jayega’,‘Uparwala achha karega’-sunta rehta hoon roj, par khali in shabdo se kya main sikhu?
Pata nahi Mann ko har taraf gam kyun dikhte hai, jab bhi kuch main likhu.