jindagi ke bohot hai rasate,
aaj ek chun hi loo,
pyar ki jitni bhi gehrai,
aaj bas kud jau.
Marne maarne ki baate pyar main padatehi sujhati hai,
achhe khase aadmi ki akal ghutano tak sarakati hai.
Aankh,kaan,muh,nak sab pe kabu hota hai
par najane kyu yeh sala dil bekabu hota hai.
Love,ishq,mohobat sare ek se lagane lagate hai,
apni parchhai mein bhi uska saya najar aata hai.
Majanu, hir ranjha yeh to paidaishi pagal the,
pathar khate hue bhi yaar ka naam lete the,
bhai hum to aaj ke wo surma hai jo bina dube tair jaenge,
chupa ke rakhana dil, bina chue chura lenge.
from nups:
Jindagi ke sabhi rasto mein,
pyar ek aisi sadak hai, jahake kaate, c
hubhate hi sukun dete hai.
Marane maarne ki baate bemani ho jaati hai,
dil ki aah dimag par havi ho jati hai.
Pyar,ishq aur mohobbat bas kitabi baate hai,
wo to aisa ehsaas hai jahan shabd apna matlab khote hai.
Hir,ranjha,majnoo to dub ke tair gaye,
dekho aaj ke surma dubane se bhi darate hai.