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

is se pahle ki tujhe aur sahaara na mile main tire saath hooñ jab tak mire jaisa na mile

vo aañkhen bujh chuki hongi nazaara ho chuka hogaa ali vo shaKHs ab duniya ko pyaara ho chuka hogaa

muddaton baad ik shaKHs se milne ke li.e aaina dekha gaya baal sanwaare ga.e

aap kyun roenge meri khaatir farz ye saare is ghulaam ke hain din men sau baar yaad karta hooñ password saare tere naam ke hain

tension se marega na corone se marega ik shaKHs tere saath na hone se marega

uskaa number nahin kisi ne liya sab samjhte rahe pari hogii

is se pahle ki zameen-zaad sharaarat kar jaayen ham sitaaron ne ye socha hai ki hijrat kar jaayen daulat-e-khwab hamaare jo kisi kaam na aayi ab kisi ko nahin milne ki wasiyyat kar jaayen

is kadar mat udaas ho jaise ye mohabbat ka aakhiri din hai

us ki jaanib se bhi chaaha hai barabar KHud ko maine ik-tarfa muhabbat to kabhi ki hi nahin