ye muhabbat kii kitaaben kaun yuñ kab tak padhe kaun maare roz hi ik baat pe apna hi man

raqeebon ne kaha mujhse dikhaao room tum apna kitaaben gam udaasi aur ik photo mili unko

ham ne qubool kar liya apna har ek jurm ab aap bhi to apni ana chhod deejie

ham bhi dariyaa hain ha men apna hunar maaloom hai jis taraf bhi chal padenge raasta ho jaayega

jo khandaani raeis hain vo mizaaj rakhte hain narm apna tumhaara lahjaa bataa raha hai tumhaari daulat nayi nayi hai

KHaamushi kab cheekh ban jaa.e kise maaloom hai zulm kar lo jab talak ye bezbaani aur hai

saza kitnii badi hai gaav se baahar nikalne ki main miTTi goondhta tha ab double-roti banata hooñ

ye sach hai nafraton ki aag ne sab kuchh jala daala magar ummeed ki thandi hawaaein roz aati hain

maidaan chhod dene se main bach to jaaunga lekin jo ye khabar meri maa tak pahunch gayi

kabhi chaahat pe shak karte hue ye bhi nahin socha tumhaare saath kyuuñ rahte agar achha nahin lagta