Apni nakamiyo k tukde talash krte he,Har gali me dard ki aahen talash krte he,Kuch to baat hai uski fitrat me tabhi,Uske laut aane ki raahen talash krte he.
Chhup Gaye Wo Jakar Kanhi Shayad Hame Satane Ko Lekin Ham Unki Yaad Me Bhool Gaye Zamane Ko Koi Unhe Jakar Ye Bata De Ki Taraste Hai Ham Unki Ek Jhalak Pane Ko