mere aañsu nahin tham rahe ki vo mujhse juda ho gaya aur tum kah rahe ho ki chhodo ab aisa bhi kya ho gaya may-kadon men meri lainein padhte firte hain log maine jo kuchh bhi pee kar kaha falsafa ho gaya

kuchh baat hai ki hasti mitati nahin hamaari sadiyon raha hai dushman daur e zamaan hamaara

tumhein ham bhi sataane par utar aayen to kya hogaa tumhaara dil dukhaane par utar aayen to kya hogaa ha men badnaam karte phir rahe ho apni mehfil men agar ham sach bataane par utar aayen to kya hogaa

bansi sab sur tyaage hai ek hi sur men baaje hai haal na poochho mohan ka sab kuchh radhe radhe hai

mar chuka hai dil magar zinda hooñ main zahar jaisi kuchh dawaayein chahiye poochhte hain aap aap achchhe to hain jee main achha hooñ duaaein chahiye

jo motiyon kii talab ne kabhi udaas kiya to ham bhi raah se kankar samet laaye bahut

dil hijr ke dard se bojhal hai ab aan milo to behtar ho is baat se ham ko kya matlab ye kaise ho ye kyunkar ho

be tere kya vehshat ham ko tujh bin kaisa sabr o sukoon tu hi apna shahar hai jaani tu hi apna sehra hai

aan ke is beemaar ko dekhe tujh ko bhi taufeeq hui lab par us ke naam tha teraa jab bhi dard shadeed hua

ek se ek junoon ka maara is bastii men rehta hai ek humeen hushiyaar the yaaro ek humeen bad-naam hue