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

sochun to saari umr mohabbat men kat gaii dekhooñ to ek shaKHs bhi meraa nahin hua

mat pooch ki kya haal hai meraa tere peeche tu dekh ki kya rang hai teraa mere aage

tu ne dozakh maanga tha main le aaya tujhko kya karna us se jo girvi hai

ye ki meraa aasmaañ jo aa gaya nazar tumhein baarishen sikha rahi hain ik naya hunar tumhein

nazeel ishq ka anjaam dekhte hi to tire muhib ne gulaabon se haath kheeche hain

nashe ke haal men jis roz mujh...ko ghar utaara tha jafaa-joo ne mire dil se KHuda ka dar utaara tha badaa maasoom lagta tha use ham dost kahte the mirii talwaar se jisne mira hi sar utaara tha

yuñ takht-gaah se rab ka tabaadla dekha isi bina pe farishton men fasla dekha