Hansane ke baad kyon rulaati hai yeh duniya, jaane ke baad kyon bhulati hai yeh duniya. Zindagi mein kya kuchh kasar baaki thi jo marne ke baad jalati hai yeh duniya!!
Ek Saksh K Gurur Par Mere Nighah Thi .Thokar Use Lagi To Sambhalna Pada Mujhe.Sachchahi Bhik Mangne Aae Thi Mere Ghar.Talwar Ki Nok Par Chalna Pada Mujhe.
Mukadar Se Lad Saku Ye Meri Aukaat Nahi. Me wo Sakhsh hu Khuda Jiske Sath Nahi. Waqt ayega To Kah Dunga Khuda Se Ki. Mera Mukadar Likhna Tere Bus Ki Baat Nahi.
Gam nahi tha humko kabhi zamaane ki ruswayion ka,Takleef hoti hai jab koi apna khafa ho jata hai,Dil ki khalish aksar jaan leva ho jati hai lekin,Dar-e-dil ek had ke baad dard-e-dawa ho jata hai.
Karoge yaad ek din tum dosti ke zamane ko,Chale jayenge jis din hum kabhi na wapas aane ko...Chedega mehfil me zikar hamara koi,To chale jaoge tum tanhai mein aansoo bahane ko.
MERI OR UNKI BUS ITNI SI KAHANI HAI ,TOOTI HUI KASHTI RUKA HUA SA PANI HAI,EK GULAB JO UNKI KITAB MEIN DUM TODH CHUKA HAI,OR UNKO YAAD HI NAHI KI YEH KISI KI NISHAANI HAI..
