Wo muzh se pooch raha tha batao kaisa laga, Tum peechle zakhm ko chodo,Yeh ghao kaisa laga... Ajab sawal kyia andhiyon ne patton se, Shajar se toot ke Girna batao kaisa Laga
Koi Dikhaa K Roe Koi Chipaa K Roe Hamein Rulaney Vaale Hamein Rulaa K Roe Marne Ka Mazaa To Tab Hai Jab Hamaara Qatil Bhi Hamaari Kabr Par Aakar Roye !!!
Dard e dil ne dekho kitne gam jele hai, mere masoom dil me zakhmo ke mele hai, mehfil ki khwahish thi muje yaro, dekho zindagi me aaj hum kitne akele hai.
Na dil se hota hai,na dimag se hota hai, ye Pyaar to itefaaq se hota hai;Aur kya kahen Pyaar karke bhi Pyaar na mile,Ye itefaq sirf hamare hi saath hota hai.
