ye alag baat ki KHaamosh khade rahte hain phir bhi jo log bade hain vo bade rahte hain

koi dikkat nahin hai gar tumhein uljha sa lagta hooñ main pahli martaba milne men sabko aisa lagta hooñ zaroori to nahin ham saath hain to koi chakkar ho vo meri dost hai aur main use bas achha lagta hooñ

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

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

jo khandaani raeis hain vo mizaaj rakhte hain narm apna tumhaara lahjaa bataa raha hai tumhaari daulat nayi nayi hai

is daur ke mardon ki jo ki shakl-shumaari saabit hua duniya men khwateen bahut hain

ho sake to tum bacha lo ab bhi desi nasl ko warna peeche sirf shevar murghiyaan rah jaayeñgi

bajat ki kaii sakhtiyan aur bhi hain abhii ishq ke imtihaan aur bhi hain

specialist pen-killer de to kaun sa saare jahaan ka dard hamaare jigar men hai

labon men aa ke qulfi ho ga.e ashaar sar dii men ghazal kehna bhi ab to ho gaya dushwaar sar dii men