hazaaron saal nargis apni be-noori pe roti hai badi mushkil se hota hai chaman men deeda-war paida

tumhein husn par dastaras hai mohabbat wohabbat badaa jaante ho to phir ye batao ki tum us kii aankhoñ ke baare men kya jaante ho ye jugraafiya falsafa psychology science riyaazi waghera ye sab jaanna bhi ahem hai magar us ke ghar ka pata jaante ho

kisi ko ghar se nikalte hi mil gaii manzil koi hamaari tarah umr bhar safar men raha

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

bichadkar uskaa dil lag bhi gaya to kya lagega vo thak jaayega aur mere gale se aa lagega main mushkil men tumhaare kaam aaun ya na aaun mujhe awaaz de lena tumhe achha lagega

shaakh se ik phool KHud haathon men mere aa giraa jab kaha usse sajaunga tujhe un baalon men

teraa naam jab likh diya ret par samandar ne phir koi harkat na ki

roothta kyuuñ meraa hum-safar ab nahin kya manaane ka mujh men hunar ab nahin apni aankhoñ se rukhsat tune kiya is beghar ko milega vo ghar ab nahin

muhabbat men hamne siyaasat na ki tabhi ishq men koi barkat na ki use maanta tha main apna KHuda kabhi uski lekin ibadat na ki

is qadar saadgi soorat pe basi hai uski uskaa aaina bhi usse hi KHafaa lagta hai