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.
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