Aankhon mein aansuo ko ubharne na diya,Mitti ke motiyo ko bikharne na diya,Jis raah pe pade thay tere kadmo ke nishaa,Uss raah se kisiko guzarne na diya!
Ishq Ke phool Bhi Khilte hain .. Bikhar Jaate hain .. Zakhm Kaise Bhi hon ..Kuch roze main Bhar Jaate hain .. Us khwaboon main Aab koi Nahi Aur hum Bhi Nahi .. Itne roze Se Aaye hain ... Chup Chaap Guzar Jaate hain ..
hum agar khushi se mare to tumhe pa kar marenge agar gum se mare to tumhe khokar marenge ge gum hoga na koi dunia se jaane ka jaise bhi mare tere hokr marege
KITNA HASEEN PHIR SE NAZAARA BANA DIYA,JAISE KHUDA NE TUM KO DOOBAARA BANA DIYA,AAYEA THA IMTIHAAN ME MAZMOON HUSN PAR,HUM NE PAPER PAR CHEHRA TUMHAARA BANA DIYA