Dilon se khelne ka hunar hume nahi aata
Isiliye ishq ki baazi hum haar gaye
Meri zindagi se shayad unhe bahut pyar tha
Isiliye mujhe zinda hi maar gaye….


Mere maiyat par kafan na dalo mujhe adat h muskarane ki
Mere janaze ko na le jao mujhe umeed mere jaan ke aanay ki
Per kuch b hojaye usse kuch na kehna
Usay adat h mujhe satane ki


Wo pyar ka sabot dikhaya karte the…
Ansu baha ke hume manaya karte the…
Is zindagi main sirf aap se wasta hai…
Wo aksar hame batlaya karte the…
Sone ki fursat kise the….
Wo hume saari raat jagaya karte the…
Bechaini jab had se zyada badh jati the…
Tab wo jee bhar ke gale lagaya karte the…
Wo mohabbat karne wale badal gaye….
Jo har baat par “meri kasam” khaya karte the…


*Devil*


meri wafa ka imtehan wo kiya lenge
kahi milenge to nazren jhuka lenge
unse meri kabar par kabhi bhi diya jalane ko
mat kehna
woo nadan h yaron
wo apna hath jala lenge






Hum uski Khushi ki dua mangte rahe
bay hadd or beh panah mangte rahe
Aj wo khush h kisi or ke sath
Ab samjh aya hum :KHUDA:se apne liye
saja mangte rahe




Muskura kar usne pucha ki
tumne kiyu muskurana chod diya
ab kaese kahe yahi hai alam zindagi ka
tune jab se dil tod diya




naqsh yadon ka mitaati he to ro parti he.

wo mera khatt jo jalati he to ro parti he.

khoon dikhta hey mery marte hoye sapno ka,

khuwab ankhon main basati he to ro parti he.

log poochte hen jo gehri udaasi ka sabab,

baat logon se chupaati he to ro parti he.

yaad karti he mujhe toot kar us lumhe,

shaam chehra jo dikhaati he to ro parti he.