Ilahi Teri Chaukhat Par Bhikhari Ban Ke Aya Hoon
Sarapa Faqr Hoon, Ijz-O-Nadamat Saath Laya Hoon

Bhikhari Wo Ke Jiske Paas Jholi Hai Na Pyala Hai
Bhikhari Wo Jise Hirs-O-Hawas Ne Maar Dala Hai

Mataa-E-Deen-O-Danish Nafs Ke Hathon Se Lutwa Kar
Sukoon-E-Qalb Ki Daulat Hawas Ki Bhent Chadhwa Kar

Luta Kar Saari Poonji Ghaflat-O-Isyaan Ki Daldal Me
Sahara Lene Aya Hoon Tere Kaabe Ke Aanchal Me

Gunahon Ki Lipat Se Qaynat-E-Qalb Afsurda,
Irade Muzmahil, Himmat Shikasta, Housle Murda

Kahan Se Laaun Taqat Dil Ki Sachhi Tarjumani Ki
Ke Kis Jhanjhal Me Guzri Hain Ghadiyan Zindgani Ki

Khulasa Ye Ke Bas Jal Bhun Ke Apni Roo-Siyahi Se
Sarapa Faqr Ban Kar Apni Halat Ki Tabahi Se

Tere Darbar Me Laya Hoon Apni Ab Zaboon-Haali,
Teri Chokhat Ke Layaq Har Amal Se Hath Hain Khali

Ye Tera Ghar Hai Tere Mehr Ka Darbar Hai Maula
Sarapa Noor Hai Ek Mohabbat-E-Anwaar Hai Maula

Teri Chokhat Ke Jo Adaab Hain Main Un Se Khali Hun
Nahi Jisko Saleeqa Mangne Ka Wo Sawaali Hoon

Zuban Ghalt-E-Nadamat Dil Ki Nakas Tarjumaani Per
Khudaya Raham Meri Iss Zabaan-E-Ijz-Zabani Par

Ye Aakhen Khushk Hain, Yaa Rab Inhe Rona Nahi Aata
Sulagte Daag Hain Dil Me, Jinhe Dhona Nahi Aata

Ilahi Teri Chokhat Per Bhikhari Ban Ke Aya Hoon
Sarapa Faqr Hoon, Ijz-O-Nadamat Saath Laya Hoon