Mitti ka jism leke pani ke ghar me hu, manzil hai maut meri main harpal safar me hu, hona hai qatal ye malum hai, lekin khabar nahi main kis-2 ki nazar mein hu
Fursat kise he jakhmo pe marham lagane ki,nigahe badal gayi apne aur begaane ki,tum na chhodna dosti ka saath kabhi,warna.tamanna na rahegi naye.dost banane ki.
her pal gamo ki yaad me jalti hai zindgi. bas mom ki tarah pighalti hai zindgi. kya raaz hai ye isqh hua hai jab se, barbadiyo ki raah pe bas chalti hai zindgi.
dard sahne se nahi darte hum,par us dard ke khatm hone ki koi aas to ho.dard chahe jitna bhi dardnaak kyu na ho,par dard dene waale ko uska ehsaas to ho.
Muskurake hum apna dard chipate hain Hum wade-e-wafayee taumr nibhate hain Par humpe aaj na hai kisi apne ko aetbaar Aaj humein sab begaana batate hain
