baat karo roothe yaaron se sannaaton se dar jaate hain pyaar akelaa jee leta hai dost akelaa mar jaate hain

ham vo hain jo KHuda ko bhool ga.e tum meri jaan kis gumaan men ho

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

naam se ab mire mehfil bhi sajaane vo laga phir bharii mehfilon men nazren churaane vo laga chhod ke aaj mujhe gham ke gharaane men vo apna ahbaab kisi aur ko banaane vo laga

is qadar roye saamne unke phir bhi ik pal nahin taka ham ko saare jazbaat mar rahe hain ab sabr kii ab bataa dua ham ko

tire kehne pe kya main aam ho jaaun bina hi baat ke neelaam ho jaaun

sanam jis dardedil men mubtala hai tu main aise dardedil kii baam ho jaaun

yatiimon ka KHuda ne ghar basaaya hai gareebon ko bhi unka haq dilaayaa hai zulaikhaa kii tarah tu maang maula se jise dil kii tijori men chhupaaya hai