Unhe aadat hai zakham dene ki. Apni toh fitrat hai gum chupane ki, ab toh aadat si pad gayi hai aasu pi jane ki, kya haseen saza di hai zaalim ne dosti rakhne ki…
Sabi puchte hai ki hum muskurate kyu nahi,Humare zakhmo ko koi janta hi nahi,Hum tanha hai kitne ye hum hi jante hai,Hume gam honge itne koi manta hi nahi.
Khushion Ki Aarzoo Mein Mukaddar Hi So Gye Andhi Chali Aesi Ke Chahne Wale He Kho Gye Apne Bhi Mile The Kuch Iss Andaz Se Humdard Bn Ke Aye Aur Kante Chubo Gye
Woh Nazar kahan se laun jo tumhe bhulade, Woh dawa kahan se laun jo is Dard ko mitade, Milna to likha hota hai Taqdiron me Par, Woh Taqdir hi kahan se laun joh Hum Dono ko milade…
Chaahne se koi chiz apni nahi hoti, har muskurahat khushi nahi hoti, kehana toh chahte hai bahut kuch, magar kabhi waqt toh kabhi jubaan saath nahi hoti…
Mar Jaonga Bakhsis Ki Dhuai Nahi Doonga Sacahi Ka mujrim Hoon Safai Nahi Doonga Mer k Bhi Meri Rooh Tere pass Rahe Ge Mein Samne Aa Ke Bhi dikhai Nahi Doonga
KAANTO ka dard phoolon ki daali hi samjhe, phoolon ka dard baag ka maali hi samjhe,Yeh kaisi 'REET' banayee kudrat ne, Deepak ka dil jale or log diwaali smjhe.
