Wo yaroki mehfil,wo muskurate pal, Dilse juda hai apna bita hua Kal. Kabhi jindagi guzjarti thi Waqt bitane me, Aaj waqt guzar jata hai chand kagaj ke note kamane me.
Zindagi ke har mod par sunhari yadon ka ehsas rahne do,Zuban pe har waqt mithas rahne do,Yahi to andaz hai jeene ka,Na khud raho udas na dusro ko rahne do.
Kon tha apna kis pe inayat karte.Hamari to hasrat rahi tum bhi mohabbat karte.Us ne samjha hi nahi mujhe kisi kabil.Warna us se pyar nahi us ki ibadat karte