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

tu kisi aur hi duniya men mili thii mujhse tu kisi aur hi mausam ki mahak laai thii dar raha tha ki kahii zakham na bhar jaayen mere aur tu mutthiyaan bhar-bhar ke namak laai thii

teri soorat se hai aalam men bahaaron ko sabaat teri aankhoñ ke siva duniya men rakha kya 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

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

khone nahin doonga kisi bhi shart pe inko bas dost hi hain mard ke zevar use kehna

likkha gaya na kuchh kabhi mujhse javaab men rakha hi rah gaya hai teraa khat kitaab men

duniya tuli thii hamko banaane pe devta par ham kisi bhi haal men patthar nahin hue

ham in aankhoñ se use har roz padhte aa.e hain vo badan to yaad hai do ke pahaade ki tarah

vo ghusse men seedhi baat nahin karta toofaanon men baarish tirchi hoti hai