ham apni jaan ke dushman ko apni jaan kahte hain mohabbat ki isee miTTi ko hindustan kahte hain

mujh se mat poochho ke us shaKHs men kya achha hai achchhe achhon se mujhe meraa bura achha hai kis tarah mujh se muhabbat men koi jeet gaya ye na kah dena ke bistar men badaa achha hai

ilaaj apna karate phir rahe ho jaane kis kis se mohabbat kar ke dekho na mohabbat kyun nahin karte

mere honton pe apni pyaas rakh do aur phir socho ki is ke baa'd bhi duniya men kuchh paana zaroori hai

main bhi ik shakhs pe ik shart laga baitha tha tum bhi ik roz isee khel men haaroge mujhe eed ke din ki tarah tumne mujhe zaayaa' kiya main samajhta tha muhabbat se guzaaroge mujhe

harsh vasl men jitni marzi she'r kah lo tum hijr ke bina in men jaan aa nahin sakti

haasil na kar paaya tujhe main minnaton ke baad bhi ummeed senta se lagana laazmi bhi hai mira

dar-b-dar Dhoondh rahe hain jise arse se ham shaKHs vo meri hi aankhoñ men chhupa baitha hai

hamne sanbhaal rakhe hain apni tijori men uske diye vo tohfe nahin hain khazaane hain

saare sur uski khushamad men lage hain dekhiye to aaj usne pairo'n men paazeb jo pahni hui hai