ai kas ki mai sikandre sahar hot,har meel pe tere nam ka ptthar hoota,uto aadat hai mujhe har gam me muskurane ki varna charo taraf samundar hi samundar hota.
Aaj arse baad jab suni uski awaaz, toh laga ki mere bahut pass hai woh. Ho gayi nam yeh aankhen jab hosh aaya, aur paya ki kabhi naa puri hone wali aas hai woh.
Baton Baton Main Bichadne Ka Ishara Karke Woh Bi Roye Bahut Hamse Kinara Karke Dekh Lete Hai Chalo Hausla ApneDil Ka Zindgi Bhar Bina Unke Gujara Karke.
Mera kya hai ek roz jahan se rukhsat ho jaunga,Mere baad na aankho se moti bahana tum.Tere bina jinda laash hun mujhe koi ehsaas nahi,Chhukar mere jism ko koi nayi aas na jaganaa tum.
Us sikandar ka sikwa koi kya kare,chahat nahi hume apni to uski chahat kya kare,dosh nahi lehro ka dosh nahi tufan ka, kastiya ho bewafa to manjil hi kya kare..
