ye alag baat ki KHaamosh khade rahte hain phir bhi jo log bade hain vo bade rahte hain

kya khabar kaun tha vo aur meraa kya lagta tha jisse milkar mujhe har shaKHs bura lagta tha

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

Ham ne us ko itnaa dekha jitnaa dekha ja sakta tha lekin phir bhi do aankhoñ se kitnaa dekha ja sakta tha

shaayad mujhe kisi se mohabbat nahin hui lekin yaqeen sab ko dilaata raha hooñ main

kuchh nahin hai zindagi barbaad hai ab to mar gaya hooñ main muhabbat ko manaane men kaise bhi gar ho sake mujh...ko rihaa kar de rah nahin saktaa main ab is qaidkhaane men

ab to hone se raha jazbaat pe qaabu ek bulbul ne kaha hai baaz ko baabu ghar se nikle hain magar raahen nahin dekheen pattharon men dhoondhte firte hain jo aaboo

zindagi apne li.e KHud maut boti jaayegi shaam hote hi ghaneeri raat hoti jaayegi ek din meri chitaa taiyaar kar lenge sabhi aur phir shaam-o-sehar barsaat hoti jaayegi

inheen pichhle dinon se kuchh mujhe is baat ka gham hai agar main ro raha hooñ to tiri kyun aankh puranam hai tiri tasveer hai ye raat hai baarish hai baadal bhi magar phir bhi na jaane kyun yahaañ kuchh to abhii kam hai

zakhm taari hai saans bhari hai is tarah zindagi guzaari hai mujhpe haavi hai jaise tanhaaii aur halki sii be-qaraari hai