vo ruqsat kya hui, saari basti bevajah si lagti hai,
vo jo saath nahi, to khudki hasti bevajah si lagti hai.

ye chidiyon ka chehekna, ye baarish ki thandi boond,
ye lehron ki mouj, in havaon ki masti bevajah si lagti hai.

na ab bharosa kar payenge kisi mouhabbat pe hum,
kya kahoon ab to khuda ki sarparasti bevajah si lagti hai.

toofan se ghira hoon, na kinara najar aata kahin,
har taraf samundar hai, par har kashti bevajah si lagti hai.

Masroof maykhaano mein log jaane kya kiya karte hain,
hum to andheri shaamon mein, tanhai mein piya karte hain.

yaar poochte hian ke hum itna kyun peetein hain,
kya bataoon doston, isi ke sahare hum jiya karte hain.

jaam haath mein liye apne dar ko shaam bhar taakte hain,
shayad kabhi vo aa jayein, jo hamien dard diya karte hain.

shayari ki tohmat na lagana koi 'majrooh' par,
kaafiye ke bahaane vo to dard-e-dil bayaan karte hain.

Dil mein teri aarzoo ko ashkon se dho leta hoon,
jab khalish ad se guzarti hai, to ro leta hoon.

Na koi chah hai, na koi tammanna baaki rahi,
bas tera gam hai jismein khud ko dubo leta hoon.

Seene mein tera dard liye, tadapta hoon raat bhar,
gar kabhi Us(maula) ki inayat ho, to so leta hoon.

Kutch aur tohfa de sakoon, is qabil mein nahi,
vo tere hain, jo aansoo palko mein pero leta hoon.

Har dar bhatakta hoon, har pahar peeta hoon,
'Majrooh' hoon, khud hi zakhm pe ro leta hoon.

Dard kutch is kadar hai ki ek aansoo bhi ab beh nahi sakta,
Kutch is tarah se toota hoon ki zinda bhi ab reh nahi sakta.

Us mod se aati aavaaz, kutch door pe hanste vo log,
arrey koi roko unhe, thahakon ki goonj ab mein seh nahi sakta.

kya bataoon kisi ko kaise toot gaya mera aashiyaana,
jo dard hai is dil mein kisi aur ko ab mein keh nahi sakta.

gila tujhse kya karoon ae dost, paresha khud se hoon mein,
jiske layak kabhi tha hi nahi us duniya mein ab reh nahi sakta.

youn to koi haq nahi mera tujhpe, par ek binti kare jaata hoon,
mere janaje pe mat aana, teri ruswai ye 'majrooh' seh nahi sakta.