Fikr itni hai us khuda ko tumhari,usne bhej di tumhare liye duniya sari,1 aasu b na ane denge ae dost teri ankho me,us khuda se jyada fikr hume hai tumhari
Kalam uthaya hai par lafz nahi milta, Jisko dhoond rahe hai who shuks nahi milta. Firte hai who zamane ki talash mein, Bas humare liye unhe waqt nahi milta.
Mohabbat ki kadar Mohabbat se kia karte hain Hum pe jo marte hai us k liye jia kerte hain Dosti mein sawal jo ho laine daine ka Hum Kante rakh layte hain aur Phool diya kerte hain
Kya zamaana tha,hum roz mila karte the; raat bhar chaand ke humraaz fira karte the.. Dekh kar jo chupchaap guzar jaate hain, kabhi us shakhs ko apna Dost kaha karte the....
Fulo ne mosam ko suhana banaya he, Pedo ne Dharti ko Dulhan ki tarah sajaya he, A khuda meri sari khusiya usko de dena,JISNE muje apna dost banaya hai.
