KANCH ko chahat thi PATHER pane ki,Ek pal mein TUT k bikhar jane ki,chahat bas itni thi us DIWANE ki,apne hazar tukdo mein uski hazar tasvirein sajane ki.
Ishq Ke phool Bhi Khilte hain .. Bikhar Jaate hain .. Zakhm Kaise Bhi hon ..Kuch roze main Bhar Jaate hain .. Us khwaboon main Aab koi Nahi Aur hum Bhi Nahi .. Itne roze Se Aaye hain ... Chup Chaap Guzar Jaate hain ..
Aaj ki raat bahut khubsurat nazar ati ho, dur ho itni magar karib nazar ati ho, dekh kar khud ko tum khud se sharmaa jao, aisi tum chand ki chandni nazar ati ho
Ek Man Tha Mere Paas Woh Ab Khone Laga Hai,Paakar Tujhe Hai Mujhe Kuchh Hone Laga Hai,Ek Tere Bharose Pe Sab Baithee Hoon Bhool Ke,Yu Hi Umar Guzar Jaye Tere Saath Guzar Jaye