chaand sitaare phool parinde shaam savera ek taraf saari duniya uskaa charba uskaa chehra ek taraf vo ladhkar bhi so jaa.e to uskaa maatha choomun main usse muhabbat ek taraf hai usse jhagda ek taraf jis shay par vo ungli rakh de us..ko vo dilwaani hai uski khushiyaan sab se awwal sasta mehnga ek taraf zaKHmon par marham lagwao lekin uske haathon se chaarasaazi ek taraf hai uskaa choona ek taraf saari duniya jo bhi bole sab kuchh shor sharaaba hai sab ka kehna ek taraf hai uskaa kehna ek taraf usne saari duniya maangi maine us..ko maanga hai uske sapne ek taraf hai meraa sapna ek taraf

usii jagah par jahaan kaii raaste milenge palat ke aa.e to sabse pahle tujhe milenge agar kabhi tere naam par jang ho gaii to ham aise buzdil bhi pahli saf men khade milenge tujhe ye sadken mere tavassut se jaanti hain tujhe hamesha ye sab ishaare khule milenge

ye gham kya dil ki aadat hai nahin to kisi se kuchh shikaayat hai nahin to hai vo ik khwaab-e-be taabeer isko bhula dene ki niyat hai nahin to kisi ke bin kisi ki yaad ke bin ji.e jaane ki himmat hai nahin to kisi soorat bhi dil lagta nahin haan to kuchh din se ye haalaat hai nahin to tujhe jisne kahi ka bhi nahin rakha vo ek jaati si vehshat hai nahin to tere is haal par hai sab ko hairat tujhe bhi is pe hairat hai nahin to ham-aahangi nahin duniya se teri tujhe is par nadaamat hai nahin to vo darveshi jo taj kar aa gaya...tu yah daulat us ki qeemat hai nahin to hua jo kuchh yahii maqsoom tha kya yahii saari hikaayat hai nahin to aziyat-naak ummeedon se tujhko aman paane ki hasrat hai nahin to tu rehta hai khayaal-o-khvaab men gam to is wajah se fursat hai nahin to wahaan waalon se hai itni mohabbat yahaan waalon se nafrat hai nahin to sabab jo is judaai ka banaa hai vo mujhse khubsoorat hai nahin to

kyun darein zindagi men kya hogaa kuchh na hogaa to tajurba hogaa hansati aankhoñ men jhaank kar dekho koi aañsu kahii chhupa hogaa in dinon na-umeed sa hooñ main shaayad usne bhi ye suna hogaa dekhkar tumko sochta hooñ main kya kisi ne tumhein chhua hogaa

mere bas men nahin varna qudrat ka likha hua kaatta tere hisse men aa.e bure din koi doosra kaatta laariyon se zyaada bahaav tha tere har ik lafz men main ishaara nahin kaat saka teri baat kya kaatta maine bhi zindagi aur shab e hijr kaatee hai sabki tarah vaise behtar to ye tha ke main kam se kam kuchh naya kaatta tere hote hue mombatti bujhaai kisi aur ne kya khushi rah gayi thii janmdin ki main cake kya kaatta koi bhi to nahin jo mere bhookhe rahne pe naaraz ho jail men teri tasveer hoti to hanskar saza kaatta

ye jo lahore se mohabbat hai ye kisi aur se mohabbat hai aur vo aur tum nahin shaayad mujh ko jis aur se mohabbat hai ye hooñ main aur ye mirii tasveer dekh le ghaur se mohabbat hai bachpana kam-sini jawaani aaj tere har daur se mohabbat hai ek tahzeeb hai mujhe maqsood mujh ko ik daur se mohabbat hai us ki har tarz mujh ko bhaati haius ke har taur se mohabbat hai