mere honton pe apni pyaas rakh do aur phir socho ki is ke baa'd bhi duniya men kuchh paana zaroori hai

vo zamaana guzar gaya kab ka tha jo deewaana mar gaya kab ka

hamko dil se bhi nikala gaya phir shahar se bhi hamko patthar se bhi maara gaya phir zehar se bhi

hui muddat ki ghalib mar gaya par yaad aata hai vo har ik baat par kehna ki yuñ hota to kya hota

hazaaron saal nargis apni be-noori pe roti hai badi mushkil se hota hai chaman men deeda-war paida

ham bhi muneer ab duniyaadaari kar ke vaqt guzaarenge hote hote jeene ke bhi laakh bahaane aa jaate hain

KHvaab hote hain dekhne ke li.e un men ja kar magar raha na karo

makaan hai qabr jise log KHud banaate hain main apne ghar men hooñ ya main kisi mazaar men hooñ

mohabbat ab nahin hogii ye kuchh din baad men hogii guzar jaayenge jab ye din ye un kii yaad men hogii

ham bhi ghar se muneer tab nikle baat apnon kii jab sahi na gaii