Ek dard hai dil me basa hua, har pal mujhe rula jaata hai,
Yaad banke teri baaton ki, khud mujhko hi bhula jaata hai.
Dil rota h, cheekhta hai, bikhar jaana chahta h,
Dard bahot h isme, par kch keh nhi paata h.
Kis haq se kahe tjhe, kyu bharegi tu zakhm mere,
Bharti tu agar main hota wo shaqs jo aata khwaabon me tere!
Maanga kch nhi aaj tak, bas ek mulaqaat maangi h,
Wo khwahish b adhoori h, lage jaise tjhse jaaydaad maangi h!
Ishq hi toh kiya h tjhse, kya yehi khata h meri?
Gar ye khata h toh bas maut hi saza h meri!
Theek h tu rhe khush apni duniya me, abaad rhe,
Par ishq mjhme b h, deewangi mjhme b h, ye b yaad rhe!
Khuda kare mujhe jald hi maut ka tohfa mil jaaye,
Nahi tadapna or mjhe, mar ke dard se aazaad hone ka mauka mil jaaye!
