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

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

tariqe aur bhi hain is tarah parkha nahin jaata charaaghon ko hawa ke saamne rakha nahin jaata mohabbat faisla karti hai pahle chand lamhon men jahaan par ishq hota hai vahaañ socha nahin jaata

tumhein ham bhi sataane par utar aayen to kya hogaa tumhaara dil dukhaane par utar aayen to kya hogaa ha men badnaam karte phir rahe ho apni mehfil men agar ham sach bataane par utar aayen to kya hogaa

tadap ke roye hain chehra agar chhupaaya hai ki log dekh na le aankh men samandar ko

main ghamon kii dhoop men jal gaya to pata chala mujhe chaanv ka vo to door rah ke bhi paas tha mujhe faaslon ka gumaan raha

sar-e-mahfil vo itra kar numaaish husn kii karte magar us par ye daava hai mohabbat ham se hi karte

vo bijli ka jaise dil men gir j aanaa aankhoñ ka itrana rukh ka sharm aanaa gaalon pe unke vo laali ka aanaa haathon se haathon ka KHud men takr aanaa kaise bayaañ karoon kya-kya hai batl aanaa chhoti sii majlis men unse chhoo j aanaa

ye batao ishq ka ye falsafa kya hai dooriyaan jab mit gaii to ab bacha kya hai