Teri Yaad Jati Nahi Dil Se, Apne Jakhmo Ko Sahlate Hain, Teri Yaad Mitane Ko Khud Par,Hum Kya-Kya Julm Dhaaate Hain, Yaad Mitane Ko Teri, Hum Tere Hi Naam Ko, Phle Lahu Se Likhte Hain Or Fir Ashko Se Mitate Hain.
Chup Rehte To Dum Ghut-ta Aur Dard Zada Hota Kuch Moo Se Nikal Jata Tou Koi Khafa Ho Jata WO Jab Bhi Zaara Rotha Chup Behte Rahe Hum Bhi Aik Baar Mana Lete Tou Roz Khafa Hota.
kehte hai gam baatne se hota hai kam, aisa hi kabhi pele maante the hum, tere pyar ki nishani tera gam hi to mere paas, wo bhi baat du to rahega kya mere paas
Is Aas Main Chala Jaaoun Ga Main Ye Jahan Chor Kar Ke Shayad Mera Marna Hi Kuch Kaam Aaye Ga Shayad Chali Aaye Tu Us Pal Mere Paas Daur Kar Jis Pal Tere Paas Meri Maut Ka Paigaam Aaye Ga
Hakikat na puch mere fasane ki,tere jate hi badal gayi nazar zamane ki. Log puchte hai mai khush kyun nahi,kya kahu meri toh adat thi tere sang muskurane ki.
Gam is kader mila ke ghbra ke pi gye, khusi todi si mili ki mila ke pe gye, yu to na the hum pine ke aadi, shrab ko tanha dekha, to tares kha ke pi gye.
