Sapno se dil lagane ki aadat nahi rahi, har waqt muskarane ki aadat nahi rahi, yeh soch ke ki koi manane nahi aayega, ab hamein ruth jane ki aadat nahi rahi
Mat Khol Mere Makaan K Udas Derwaze Hawa Ka Shor Meri Uljanhain Berha Dega Mein Khoob Waqif Hoon Apne Dost Ki Fitrat Se Wo Jab Dega Dard To Rula Dega..
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
Dil Ko Har Waqt Tasalli Dena Hota Hai. Dard Hota Hai Na Jane Kahaan Hota Hai. Aap Kyun Puchte Ho Is Dard Ki Haalat. Hum Kya Batayen Ki Ye Dard Kahaan Hota Hai.
Ek Saksh K Gurur Par Mere Nighah Thi .Thokar Use Lagi To Sambhalna Pada Mujhe.Sachchahi Bhik Mangne Aae Thi Mere Ghar.Talwar Ki Nok Par Chalna Pada Mujhe.
