Jis Ke Raste Mein Utar Jane Ka Dharka Laga Rahe
Woh kabhi hum safar nahi hota

Gira Den Zabat Ki Unchi Faslen, Tum Ko Kia
Gira Den Zabat Ki Unchi Faslen, Tum Ko KiaYa apna daman-e-sad chaak si len tum ko
Jis Ke Raste Mein Utar Jane Ka Dharka Laga Rahe
Woh kabhi hum safar nahi hota

Gira Den Zabat Ki Unchi Faslen, Tum Ko KiaYa apna daman-e-sad chaak si len tum ko

Gay Baras Ki Eid Ka Din Kya Acha Tha
Chand ko dekh ke us ka chehra dekha tha
Faza mein ‘keats’ ke lahje ki narmahat thi
Mausam apne rang mein ‘faiz’ ka misra tha

Tou Mere Zabt Se Dar Tu Nahi Geya Mere Dost
Keh aaj theek se lar bhi nahi saka mere dost
Tou aaj kon se dukh mein hai kya howa hai tujhe