Khud me hum kuch is tarah kho jate hai,
Biti hui yadon ko lekar ro jate hai,
Nind nahi aati raton me par,
Unko khwab me dekhne ke liye so jate hai...

Wo sochte hai ki unhe humne rulaya tha.
 Meri palko per bhi badlo ka kahar chhaya tha..
Hum bhi bhula denge mohabbat ka safar..
 Jo sath tere teri Zulfon ki chhaon me bitaya tha...