Main uska hoon vo is ahsaas se inkar karta hai, bhari mahfil me bhi ruswa mujhe har baar karta hai, yakin hai sari duniya ko khafa hai humse vo lekin, mujhe maloom hai phir bhi mujhise pyar karta hai
Ankhen to pyar me dilki zuban hoti hai,sachi chahat to sada bezuban hoti hai,pyar mai dard bhi mile to kya gabrana,suna hai dard se chahat aur jawan hoti hai.
Gham me hasne walo ko kabhi rulaya nahi jata, Lehro se pani ko hataya nahi jata, Hone wale ho jate hain khud hi dil se apne, Kisi ko kehkar apna banaya nahi jata.