Apne hi to...

Apne hi to daaman jala ke bhul jate hai...
Khud ke hath zakhmi kar marham bhi humse lagwate hai...
Apno ne hi diye hai andhere kuch iss taraha ki..
Ab hum ujale ke naam se bhi ghabrate hai!!!

Zindagi ki kitab...

Zinadagi ki kitab jab hum likhne bethe...
Apno ke har gam ko usme saja bethe...
Na rona ise padkar dosto...
Khata hamari hi thi jo...........
Apno ke har dhoke ko vishwaas samjh bethe!!!

Jo kadamo me....

Jo kadamo me Khusia bichane ka kahte the..
Wo kaante chuba gaye...
Iss dil ko gamo mein dubate chale gaye..
Khush rakhna e-khuda unko...
Jo apne hokar gero sa saluk kar gaye!!!

Aaj dil ka dard...

Aaj dil ka dard phir dil mein reh gaya..
Zuba se phir aaj na kuch kaha gaya..
Aankho ne har mod pe sath na chora..
dard aankho se phir aansu bankar beh gaya!!!

Aankho se na....

Aankho se na pucho kya kasur hai unka??
Ye to har khushi har gam mein ek jesi wafa nibhati hai..
Kasur hai to iss zalim zindagi ka...
Jo har modd pe azmaa ke be-wafai dhikati hai...

Najane qu..

Najane qu har koi vishwaas ke badle daga de jata hai..
Hota hai wo koi apna hi jo dilko dhuka jata hai...
Shikayat bhi kya kare unse abb..
Jinhe humpe bhul se bhi taras nahi ata hai!!!

Zindagi hasne ke mauke kam...

Zindagi hasne ke mauke kam,rone ke hazaar deti hai..
Ye kesi saza hai jo hume wo bar bar deti hai..
Gunaah karte to aalam hi kuch aur hota..
Jab be-gunaah hoke hi mulzim karaar karti hai!!!!!