Kya pata fir se wo taqdeer mil jaye,ZINDGI ka sab se haseen pal mil jaye,Chal banaye sagar pe ret ka makan,Shayad humein wapas fir se apna BACHPAN mil jaye.
Kon tha apna kis pe inayat karte.Hamari to hasrat rahi tum bhi mohabbat karte.Us ne samjha hi nahi mujhe kisi kabil.Warna us se pyar nahi us ki ibadat karte
kabhi kuch na kehkar bhi,sab keh jata hai ye dil,kabhi chup rehkar bhi har dard seh jata hai ye dil,dil ki aahein to aaj tak hum bhi na samajh paaye ,gumon k andhere me bhi khud jalkar roshini kar jata hai ,,,,,,,,,,,,ye dil
Kis rah par jana h ye kon janta h, Kis manzil ko pana h ye kon janta h,khushi k 2 pal milte h to ji bhar k jilo, Kab rooth jaye khud se zindagi ye kon janta h.
Hazaro ki ginti to hame nahi aati,par khwab kuch aisa dekhte hai,ke ret ka har zarra agar hira ban jaye to tohfe me aapko registan dene ki khwaish rakhte hai
