Muskurake hum apna dard chipate hain Hum wade-e-wafayee taumr nibhate hain Par humpe aaj na hai kisi apne ko aetbaar Aaj humein sab begaana batate hain
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
Kisi k Haq mein hi sahi, wo DUA to kare Wo keh nahi sakta, meri Suna to Kare Main Lott jaon ga apni Udas Duniya main Wo shaks mujhse Bicherny ka faisla to kare