ham bhi dariyaa hain ha men apna hunar maaloom hai jis taraf bhi chal padenge raasta ho jaayega

hamaare baad tere ishq men naye ladke badan to choomenge zulfen nahin sanvaarenge

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

hua hi kya jo vo ha men mila nahin badan hi sirf ek raasta nahin ye pehla ishq hai tumhaara soch lo mere li.e ye raasta naya nahin

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

naam kisi ka ratte ratte ek girah si pad jaati hai jinka koi naam nahin vo log zubaan par aa jaate hain

baithe baithe fenk diya hai aatish-daan men kya kya kuchh mausam itnaa sard nahin tha jitni aag jala li hai