ashayaar mere yu to zamaane ke liye hai
kuchh sher fakat unko sunaane ke liye hai
kuchh sher fakat unko sunaane ke liye hai

ab ye bhi nahi thik ke har dard mitaa de
ab ye bhi nahi thik ke har dard mitaa de
kuchh dard kaleje se lagaane ke liye hai
kuchh dard kaleje se lagaane ke liye hai
ashayaar mere yu to zamaane ke liye hai

aankho me jo bhar loge to kaanto se chubhege
aankho me jo bhar loge to kaanto se chubhege
ye khwaab to palko pe sajaane ke liye hai
ye khwaab to palko pe sajaane ke liye hai
ashayaar mere yu to zamaane ke liye hai

dekhu tere haatho ko to lagtaa hai tere haath
dekhu tere haatho ko to lagtaa hai tere haath
mandir me fakat deep jalaane ke liye hai
mandir me fakat deep jalaane ke liye hai
ashayaar mere yu to zamaane ke liye hai

socho to badi chiz hai tahjib badan ki
socho to badi chiz hai tahjib badan ki
varnaa to badan aag bujhaane ke liye hai
varnaa to badan aag bujhaane ke liye hai
ashayaar mere yu to zamaane ke liye hai
kuchh sher fakat unko sunaane ke liye hai

My verses, though meant for all the world to hear,
Some stanzas whisper only to a cherished ear.
Some stanzas whisper only to a cherished ear.
It's not right to banish every ache and tear,
It's not right to banish every ache and tear,
Some sorrows are meant to be held ever near.
Some sorrows are meant to be held ever near.
My verses, though meant for all the world to hear.

If you hold them in your eyes, they'll pierce like thorns,
If you hold them in your eyes, they'll pierce like thorns,
These dreams are made for eyelids, softly worn.
These dreams are made for eyelids, softly worn.
My verses, though meant for all the world to hear.

To see your hands, it seems your hands are made,
To see your hands, it seems your hands are made,
To light the lamps within a temple's shade.
To light the lamps within a temple's shade.
My verses, though meant for all the world to hear.

Consider, how precious is a body's grace,
Consider, how precious is a body's grace,
Else, the body is for quenching fiery space.
Else, the body is for quenching fiery space.
My verses, though meant for all the world to hear,
Some stanzas whisper only to a cherished ear.