Mitti ka jism leke pani ke ghar me hu, manzil hai maut meri main harpal safar me hu, hona hai qatal ye malum hai, lekin khabar nahi main kis-2 ki nazar mein hu
dard sahne se nahi darte hum,par us dard ke khatm hone ki koi aas to ho.dard chahe jitna bhi dardnaak kyu na ho,par dard dene waale ko uska ehsaas to ho.
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.
Nakaam si koshish kiya karte hain, Hum hain ki unse pyar kiya karte hain, Khuda ne takdir me ek tuta tara nahi likha, Aur hum hain ki chaand ki aarzu kiya karte hain
Vada hamne kiya tha nibhane ke liye, ek dil diya tha ek dil pane ke liye, unhone mohabbat sikha di or kaha, hamne to mohabbat ki thi tumhe aazmane ke liye.
