Kabhi-na-kabhi ye dil jarur rota hai,Jab koi apna mil-kar nazaro se dur hota hai.Sab se pahele roti hai ye aankhe,Q ki dil se jyada kasoor in ka hota hai.
Kuch Is Tarah Se Tode Han Milne K Silsily.Sub Nishan Apni Yaad K Mita K Chala Gya.Main Dhundta Raha Jise Milne K WasteWo Shakhs Mere Shehr Main Aa Kr Chala Gya
Humne pyar nahi ishq nahi ibadat ki hai,Rasmon se riwajo se bagawat ki hai,Manga tha humne jise apni duwaon me,Usi ne mujhse juda hone ki chahat ki hai.
nazron se agar door hai to kia hua dharkan ki tarha dil k meray paas bohat hai wo raat ki tareeki main karta hai mujh se baat us ko meri tanhaai ka ehsaas bohat hai
Khuda Kare Ki Pyar Me Kisi Ka Dil Na Toote Jaise Rutha Mera Sanam Kisi Aur Ka Na Ruthe Rota Hai Dil Aur Toot Jate Hain Sapne Ankhon Ke Aansoo Bhi Nahin Hote Hain Apne
har shakhs mere gam se hai bakhabar itnaa bheje the baaghbaan ne harbar kaante hi mujhe mujh ko to dushmanon ki zaroorat nahi rahi yaroon mere naseeb hi dushman sa mila mujhe
Woh Mera Ho Jo Nazer Mein Haya Rakhta Ho Her Qadam Saath Chale Azm-E-Wafa Rakhta Ho Naaz Uske Na Uthaaon Tou Shikayat Na Kare Zakhm Khaa Ker Bhi Hansne Ki Adaa Rakhta Ho
