Meri mahobat ko fannah kon karega, Nek banege to gunah kon karega, A khuda us bewafa sanam ko salamat rakhna, Warna meri maut ki dua kon karega.

Be-aitbar waqt pe jhujhla ke ro pade,Kho k use kabi,kabi pa ke ro pade,kab tak kisiki yad me royenge,Khud Ko kitni bar ye samjha ke ro pade.

Kash Ye Dil Shishe ka bana hota Chot Lagti to Beshak ye Fanah hota Par Sunte Jab Wo Aawaz iske Tutne ki Tab Unhe b Apne Gunah ka Ehsaas hota..

meri muskurahat dekhkar wo samjhte hai hum gamo se khali haipar unhe kya pata ki jin gamo k baag me duniya rahti hai hum us baag k mali hai

AASHIQ MARTE NAHI DAFNAAYE JAATE HAI, KABRA KHODKAR DEKHO, AAJ BHI INTEZAAR ME PAAYE JAATE HAI.

Mere Jineke Liye Tera Armaan Hi Kafi Hai . Dil Ke Kalam Se Likhi Ye Dastaan Hi Kafi Hai. Tir-E-Talwaar Ki Tujhe Kya Zaroorat-E-Nazneen, Qatl Karne Ke Liye Teri Muskaan hi Kafi Hai

In aankhon me aasoo aaye na hote, Agar tum pichhe mudkar muskuraye na hote, Tumhare jaane ke baad ye gam hota hai, kaash tum zindagi me aayehi na hote !!!

Hmare Muskurane Ki Wajha Tum Ho Hmari Zindgi Ka Mtlab Tum Ho Agar Chora Sath Zindagi Main HmaraTo Samjh Lena K Hmari Maut Ki Waja Bi Tum Ho.

OR KOI GAM NAHI EK TERI JUDAI KE SIVA, MERE HISSE ME KYA AAYA TANHAI KE SIVA! YU TO MILAN KI RAATE MILI BESUMAAR, PYAR ME SAB KUCHH MILA SEHNAI KE SIVA!!

Nakaam si koshish kiya karte hain, Hum hain ki unse pyar kiya karte hain, Khuda ne takdir me ek tuta tara nahi likha, Aur hum hain ki chaand ki aarzu kiya karte hain

Lafz ki shakal me ehsas likha jata he,Yani garmi ko pyas likha jata he,Mere jazbat se wakif he kalam b mera,Me wafa likhu to tera nam likha

Kuch na kisise Bolenge, Bus tanhai me Chup-chup rolenge,Apni To Musafir jaisi hai Zindagi,Sath Kisi k B Holenge,Ye Jivan hai Ek ZEHAR BHARA PYALA ,Kab tak isme 'AMRIT' gholenge, Ab Neend to Aankho me Aati nahi,Chalo Jab Mout Aayegi Tab jee Bhar ke Solenge