bharam rakha hai tere hijr ka varna kya hota hai main rone pe aa jaaun to jharna kya hota hai meraa chhodo main nain thakta meraa kaam yahii hai lekin tumne itne pyaar ka karna kya hota hai

tum meri pahli mohabbat to nahin ho lekin maine chaaha hai tumhein pahli mohabbat ki tarah

bhoolbhulaiya tha un zulfon men lekin hamko us men apni raahen dikhti theen aapki aankhoñ ko dekha to ilm hua kyun arjun ko keval aañkhen dikhti theen

tere vaade se pyaar hai lekin apni ummeed se nafrat hai pahli ghalti to ishq karna thii shayari doosri himaqat hai

man men ek iraada hota hai taabish raja pahle pyaada hota hai taabish maanta hooñ majbooriyaan theen kuchh dikkat thii par vaa'da to vaa'da hota hai taabish

na bhi chamke to koii baat nahin tu to vaise hi sitaara hai mujhe

use kaho jo bulaata hai gehre paani men kinaare se bandhi kashtii ka mas'ala samjhe

mere bas men nahin ilaaj uskaa zaKHm dekha hai maine aaj uskaa jitna aage ka aadmi hai vo rad na kar de use samaaj uskaa

main jaanta hooñ mujhe mujh se maangne waale paraai cheez ka jo log haal karte hain

ye nahin dekhte kitnii hai riyaazat kis kii log aasaan samajh lete hain aasaani ko