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 ..
Har baar apki salamati ki dua karenge,teri arzoo main apni hasti fanaah karenge,tum chahe daman bachalo humse lekin,Hum marte dum tak aapse wafa karenge.
phir din dhal gaya,fir raat aa gayi ,fir tanhai me baithne ki baat aa gai,abhi to taron ki panah me beithe hi the ,chand ko dekha to un ki yaad aa gai.