Woh roye to bahot par muh mod ke roye,Bade majbur honge jo dil tod ke roye,Hamare saamne kar diye hamari tasvir ke tukde,Baad me wohi tukde jod jod ke woh roye
Roti hui aakho me intazaar hota hai, Na chahate huye bhi pyar hota hai, Kyu dekhte hai hum who sapne, jinke tutne par bhi unke sach hone ka intzaar aakhir taak hota hai