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

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

hamaare baad tere ishq men naye ladke badan to choomenge zulfen nahin sanvaarenge

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

bina baat ke ham lade ja rahe hain ki nazdeek aane mare ja rahe hain

jise tum kah rahe ho pyaar apna suno pyaare amaanat hai kisi kii

kise maaloom tha kya kar chuka tha main mujhe jab hosh aaya mar chuka tha main

tumhaari bazm hain to kya karoge ishq ko rusva adab se mehfileen chalti hain hukmon se nahin chalti

ye bhi mashhoor tha kooche men us ke jise tum log paagal kah rahe ho