Dard is kadar bhadha ki ghabrake pee gaya,apni bebasi per taras kha ke pee gaya,thukra raha tha ye jaha badi der se mujhe ,aaj is jaha ko thukra ke pee gaya
BAAT-BAAT PE JO YU ROOTH JATE HAIN HATH UNSE ANJANE ME CHOOT JATE HAIN KOI UNSE KAHE K BADA NAZUK HAI PYAR KA RISHTA HANSTE -HANSTE BHI DIL TOOT JATE HAIN
hum rah main khadi imarat ko manjil samajh behte chamkne wale patthar ko sona samajh bethe woh to is dil ke rishtey ko samajh hi na saka or hum use khuda samajh behte
Aise likhne ka bhi kya fayda jo jhuta lage, Aise rang ka bhi kya fayda jo fika lage, Shayri woh hai jo dil se nikle, aur jise sunke, Her dil mein thoda sa to dard jage....