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

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

koi shahar tha jiski ek gali meri har aahat pahchaanti thii mere naam ka ik darwaaza tha ik khidki mujh...ko jaanti thii

mere aañsu nahin tham rahe ki vo mujhse juda ho gaya aur tum kah rahe ho ki chhodo ab aisa bhi kya ho gaya may-kadon men meri lainein padhte firte hain log maine jo kuchh bhi pee kar kaha falsafa ho gaya

kuchh kitaaben hain bas taq par aur har taraf bikhre yaadon ke saa.e

in khushk dhadkano kii shifaa karte karte ham dariyaa kinaare dil ye kaii baar rakh chuke

ab aasteen ke saanpon se door rahna hai use kaho na kare phone baar baar mujhe

ab nahin chahiye shifaa mujh...ko dard ab ho mujhe to paiham ho

ab KHuda nematein ha men bakshe chaand jaisi hamaari begam ho