ab lagta hai theek kaha tha ghalib ne badhte-badhte dard davaa ho jaata hai

KHud se bhi mil na sako itne paas mat hona ishq to karna magar devdaas mat hona dekhna chaahna phir maangna ya kho dena ye saare khel hain in men udaas mat hona

raatein kisi yaad men kattee hain aur din daftar kha jaata hai dil jeene par mael hota hai to maut ka dar kha jaata hai sach poochho to tahzeeb haafi main aise dost se aaziz hooñ milta hai to baat nahin karta aur phone pe sar kha jaata hai

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

tariqe aur bhi hain is tarah parkha nahin jaata charaaghon ko hawa ke saamne rakha nahin jaata mohabbat faisla karti hai pahle chand lamhon men jahaan par ishq hota hai vahaañ socha nahin jaata

is ga.e saal bade zulm hue hain mujh par ai naye saal maseeha ki tarah mil mujh se

bas ik zaraa nigaah uchatti si daal kar vo kah rahe hain itne men kharcha nikaalie

baap zeena hai jo le jaata hai unchaai tak maa dua hai jo sadaa saaya-fagan rahtii hai

kise padi thii mira haal poochta mujh se mujhe to rasm nibhaani thii muskurana tha