Hame ashqon se palkon ko bhigona nahin aata,mile jo khushi to use khona nahin aata,seh lete hain har gam haske aur log kehte hain hamen rona nahin aata.
Begano se dosti ki gunjaish nahi hoti maut ke baad baki koi khawaish nahi hoti shayad koi pyar bhara dil tuta hoga warna april ke mahine me baris nahi hoti.
Unki meethi baato ne hi to hame rulaya hai aaj bhi mere dil me unki yaadon ka saya hai unse bichhadne ka gum nahi mit paya hai aaya hai fir se wohi zamaana yaad aaya hai
Aise likhne ka bhi kya fayda jo jhuta lage, Aise rang ka bhi kya fayda jo fika lage, Shayri woh hai jo dil se nikle, aur jise sunke, Her dil mein thoda sa to dard jage....
