Zakhmo Pr Marhm Nhi Lga Skte, To Zkhm to Mt Do Maut Nhi De Skte, To Jine Ki Umeed To Mt Do Saamne Humare Nhi Rh Skte, To Apni Tasveer To Mt Do Pyar Nhi Krte Ho Agr Humse, To Zamane Ki Duhai To Mat Do
Fareb tha hasi me,Ashiqi samajh baithe,Mout ko hiapni jindagisamajh baithe,waqt ka mazak tha ya badnasibi hamari,unki dobato ko hum chahat samaj baithe.
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.
Suhana mosam tha or hawa me nami thi,Ansu ki behti nadi abhi-abi thami thi,Milna to hum bi chahte the par,Unke pas waqt or humare pas sanso ki kami thi !
