ai kas ki mai sikandre sahar hot,har meel pe tere nam ka ptthar hoota,uto aadat hai mujhe har gam me muskurane ki varna charo taraf samundar hi samundar hota.
Aaj ujaali ki kiran kho gayi zindagi veraan se ho gayi, gaye woh din jab humne unse umeed rakha Aaj yeh khoob ho gaya ki humain mohabbat se nafrat ho gayi
Is matlab ki duniya me koi humara na hua,Jise humne sabse zyada chaha usine hume dhokha diya,Hum the jinke liye taiyar sabkuch chorne k liye,Kya pata tha k ek din wo hume hi chor denge