Muskurake hum apna dard chipate hain Hum wade-e-wafayee taumr nibhate hain Par humpe aaj na hai kisi apne ko aetbaar Aaj humein sab begaana batate hain
WOH SHAKHS KIYA HAI JO HAR ROZ SAZA DETA HAI PHIR HANSTA HAI WO ITNA K SAB KUCH BHULA DETA HAI KABHI RO DE TOU MUJH KO BHI BHOOL JATA HAI AUR PHIR BHOOL K MUJH KO BHI RULA DETA HAI.
Aashik marte nahi,jinda dufanaye jate he,hindu kehte he isse jalado do, muslim kehte he isse dafna do, magar koi a nahi kehta k ise uski mehbuba se mila do..
Aapko dekhu,ab ye irada bhi baki na raha,tujhe sochu,shayad ab ye haq bhi hamara na raha,kabhi to karti apni majbooriyoin ka khulasa hamse,ki lad jaya jahan se tere liye ye bhi tujhko gavara na raha.
Agar main mar jau to mere jism ko jala dena,magar usmaise mere dil nikal lena.muje parva nahi dil jalne ki,muje parva hai usme rehne wale ek ” DOST” ki
Mohhabat har insanko aazmati hai Kisise ruth jati hai to kisipe muskurati hai, mohhabat khel hi aaisa hai, kisika kuch nahi jata aur kisiki jaan chali jati he
