Roti hui aakho me intazaar hota hai, Na chahate huye bhi pyar hota hai, Kyu dekhte hai hum who sapne, jinke tutne par bhi unke sach hone ka intzaar aakhir taak hota hai
Wo muzh se pooch raha tha batao kaisa laga, Tum peechle zakhm ko chodo,Yeh ghao kaisa laga... Ajab sawal kyia andhiyon ne patton se, Shajar se toot ke Girna batao kaisa Laga
Jane kyu log hume bhul jate hai. Kuch pal saath rehene ke baad dur chale jate hai. Sach hi kehte hai log ki sagar ke milne ke baad log barish ko bhul jate hai.
her pal gamo ki yaad me jalti hai zindgi. bas mom ki tarah pighalti hai zindgi. kya raaz hai ye isqh hua hai jab se, barbadiyo ki raah pe bas chalti hai zindgi.
Fursat kise he jakhmo pe marham lagane ki,nigahe badal gayi apne aur begaane ki,tum na chhodna dosti ka saath kabhi,warna.tamanna na rahegi naye.dost banane ki.
