main chahta hooñ mohabbat meraa vo haal kare ki KHvaab men bhi dobara kabhi majaal na ho

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

ye shahar-e-ajnabi men ab kise ja kar bataayen ham kahaan ke rahne waale hain kahaan ki yaad aati hai

use kisi se mohabbat thii aur vo main nahin tha ye baat mujhse zyaada use rulaati thii

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

sach bolne ke taur-tareeqe nahin rahe patthar bahut hain shahar men sheeshe nahin rahe

sachchaai ko apnaana aasaan nahin duniya bhar se jhagda karna padta hai

vo poochhte firte hain mere baare men sabse ik meraa bhi shayar hai use tumne suna kya

dekha hai bichhad kar ke bichhadne ka asar bhi mujh par to bahut hota hai us par nahin hota

anjaam uske haath hai aaghaaz karke dekh bheege hue paron se hi parvaaz karke dekh