maine usse pyaar kiya hai milkiiyyat ka daava nai vo jiske bhi saath hai main us..ko bhi apna maanta hooñ

naam pe ham qurbaan the us ke lekin phir ye taur huaus ko dekh ke ruk jaana bhi sab se badi qurbaani thii mujh se bichhad kar bhi vo ladki kitnii KHush KHush rahtii haius ladki ne mujh se bichhad kar mar jaane ki thaanii thii

jo tumhein manzil pe le jaayeñgi vo raahen alag hain main vo rastaa hooñ ki jis par tum bhatk kar aa gaii ho

ab usse dosti hai jisse kal muhabbat thii ab isse zyaada bura vaqt kuchh nahin hai dost

milne ki tarah mujhse vo pal bhar nahin milta dil us se mila jisse muqaddar nahin milta

khula fareb-e-mohabbat dikhaai deta hai ajab kamaal hai us be-vafa ke lehje men

ghar se nikle hue beton ka muqaddar maaloom maa ke qadmon men bhi jannat nahin milne waali

munhdim hota chala jaata hai dil saal-b-saal aisa lagta hai girah ab ke baras tootti hai

betiyaan baap ki aankhoñ men chhupe KHvaab ko pahchaanti hain aur koi doosra is KHvaab ko padh le to bura maanti hain

KHud ko bikharte dekhte hain kuchh kar nahin paate hain phir bhi log khudaaon jaisi baatein karte hain