HAR baat ka koi jawab nahi hota, har ISHQ ka naam kharab nahi hota,yu to zhoom lete hai NASHE mein pine wale, magar har NASHE ka naam SHARAB nahi hota.
Chand sitare teri mutthi me honge... Agar mera hath tere hath me rahe... Shaakh se toot jaye wo kamzor patte hum nahi... Andhiyon se keh do apni aukat me rahe.
Wo yaroki mehfil,wo muskurate pal, Dilse juda hai apna bita hua Kal. Kabhi jindagi guzjarti thi Waqt bitane me, Aaj waqt guzar jata hai chand kagaj ke note kamane me.
Shayad firse wo taqdir mil jaye, jiwan ka sabse hasin wo pal mil jaye,chalo firse banaye sagar pe ret ka makaan, shayad wapas apne purane din mil jaye!