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
Sabko dost banane ki adat hai ham me, apani alag pehchan banane ki adat hai ham me, kitna bhi gehra jakaham de koi, utna hi jayada muskarane ki adat hai humme.
Hijr Ke Mosam Main Ye Barish Ka Barasna Kesa Ik Sehraa Se Samandar Ka Guzarna Kesa Aye Mere Dil Na Pareshan Ho Tanha Ho Kar Wo Tere Sath Chala Kab Tha To Bichadna Kesa.
Roz Subha Khud Se Ek Wada Karte HainTujhe Iss Dil Se Bhulane Ka Irada Karte Hain Apni He Baat Se Mukkarr Jate Hain Maloom Nahi Kyon Bheegti Ankhon Ko Khuwab Torne Ke Liye Majboor Karte Hain