Dard Bechte Hai Hum Yhan Lafzo Me Dhalkar
Agar Chot Phuche To Gustakhi Maf Ki Ziae
Bure Waqt Me Hi Sab Ke Sab Asli Rang Dikhate Hai
Din Ke Ujalo Me To Pani Bhi Chandi Lagta Hai
Waise Hi Din Waisi Hi Rate Whi Roz Ka Fsana Lagta Hai
Abhi Das Din Guzra Sal Purana Lagta Hai
Mujhe Bhi Pta Rha Ki Log Badaljate Hai
Mgarmaine Kabhi Tumhe Logo Me Gina Hi Nahi Tha