Kitabon mai rakh k sula gaya ham ko Ankh band ki aur bhula gaya ham ko Koi ajeeb musavar tha jo barishon k mosam main Kachi deewaron pe bana gaya ham ko.
Har raahi ko mann chaha mukaam nahi milta, Jisko jee bhar pyaar kar sake wo insaan nahi milta, Aasma k sitaro ki tarah hamare armaan bhi bikhrte rehte hai, Jo apne dil mein hamein jagah de sake wo meharbaan nahi milta
Khamoshiyan teri mujhse baatein karti hain, meri har aah har dard samajhti hain. Pata hai majbuur hai tu bhi aur main bhi, phir bhi aankhein tere deedar ko tarasti hain.
APNA TO YAHI KAHNA HAI US KHUDA SE ” SARA KASOOR US KHUDA KA HAI , JISNE YE ISHQ BANAYA HAI ! JAB DE HI DIYA THA YE DIL TO, KYO USME YE DARD JAGAYA HAI!
Wo tere pyar ka gam ek bahaana tha sanam Apni taqdeer hi aisi thi ki dil toot gayaYe gam na hota toh koi aur gam hota Mai woh bdnaseeb hu jo har haal mein rota
