Never luk for a Gud Face, it''ll turn old one day; Never luk for a Gud Skin, it''ll wrinkle one day; But luk for a loyal heart, that''ll miss u every day.
"SHIKWA"
Mere tarapney ka sabab na puch a dost. koi be-reham mere armano ka soda kar ke chala gaya. Hum ne to her sukoon us ki mohabbat mein luta dia. Koi be-dard mujh se aisi jafa karke chala gaya. Mot ke saahil pe hr saans qaza ki muntazir hai. Mohabbat mein aisi koi hum se wafa kar ke chala gaya.
Abhi who dard baqi hai
Agarchay waqt marham hai
Magaar kuch waqt lagta hai
Kisi ko bhool janay mein
Dobara dil basanay mein
Abhi kuch waqt lagna hai
Abhi who dard baqi hai
Main kis tarha nai ulfat mein
Apni zaat gum kar doon
K meray jism-o-wajdan mein
Abhi who fard baqi hai
Abhi uss shakhs ki mujh par
Nigaah-e-sard baqi hai
Abhi who ishq k raston ki
Mujh par gard baqi hai
Abhi who dard baqi hai