Tanhaiyo ke shahar me ek ghar bana lia, Ruswaiyon ko apna mukkadar bana lia. Dekha hai yaha pathar ko pujte hain log, Bas isliye apne dil ko pathar bana lia.
Na jeene ki khushi na marne ka gAm,gAm hai toh unse na milne ka gAm,jeete hain iss aas pe kbhi woh hmare kehlayenge,mrte isliye nehi k woh akele reh jayenge.
Itne Bekhabar Ho Chale Hai Vo Zamane Se,Ki Ab Shayad Unhe Kuch Yaad Hi Nahi,Maut Kabka Hame Apne Aagosh Me Le Chali,Aur Ek Vo Hai Ki Manne Ko Tayyar Hi Nahi
Shuruwat mei badi-badi kasme khate hai ye log Lekin us pyar ko nibha nahi paate hia log Pyar mei DHOKE de jaate hai pyar karne wale Bewafaai karke kisi aur ka haath tham kar laut jaate hai ye log