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.
Hazaro ki ginti to hame nahi aati,par khwab kuch aisa dekhte hai,ke ret ka har zarra agar hira ban jaye to tohfe me aapko registan dene ki khwaish rakhte hai
Mere Din PHIR se Sawar de,Bus Ek bar PHIR Sensex sudhar de Ruthi Nifty ko manana hai Tute Index Ko sajana hai Margin Ke 2 paise se PHIIR se ASHIANA banana hai
Tu kya jane kaise pilayi jati hai,Kholne se pehle botal hilayi jati hai,Fir awaz lagayi jati hai,aa jao tute dil walo,Yahan darde dil ki dwa pilayi jati hai