uski yad me ham barso rote rahe,bewafa vo nikle badnam ham hote rahe,pyar me madhoshi ka aalam to dekhiye dhul chehare pe thi ham aaina saaf karte rahe
Hakikat na puch mere fasane ki,tere jate hi badal gayi nazar zamane ki. Log puchte hai mai khush kyun nahi,kya kahu meri toh adat thi tere sang muskurane ki.
Sabhi log to kabhi acchay nahi hotay jin say such sikha ho woh bhi sachay nahi hotay,Kyun aisa hai aithbar ke toti dehlizon par jo boht he apnay hon woh bhi apnay nahi hotay.
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.