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 ..
Apse dur bhala ham kaise rah pate, dil se aapko kaise bhula pate, kash ki aap dil ke alava Ankho me bhi base hote, khud ko dekhte to aap hi nazar ate...