Na chaho itna hame, chahaton se dar lagta hai,
na aao itna karib ke judaise dar lagta hai,
Tumahri wafaon pe bharosa hai,
Magar apne nasibse dar lagta hai…
Rangat teri zulfo ki ghatao ne churai,
Khusboo tere anchal se hawao ne udai.
Paimane ka dil na tut jaye to kahu main,
Hai cheez gazab ki jo nigaho ne pilai.
Marnay k bad meri ye kahani likhna Kese hui Barbad meri ye Jawani likhna Ye likhna usay Intizar bahot tha kisi ka Aakhri saans ki kesay hui Rawani likhna Jo Qasmain khai thi us ne Piyar me Un Qasmon ki kya hui us per Mehrbani likhna
