Main Shabd nahi likhta,
Mann ke jazbaat likhta hu,
Koi kavita na samjahna ise,
Main sirf Tuute dil-o ke halaat likhta hu.
Main Shabd nahi likhta,
Mann ke jazbaat likhta hu,
Koi kavita na samjahna ise,
Main sirf Tuute dil-o ke halaat likhta hu.
Darta nahi main marne se,
Darta hu tujhse bichadne se,
maut to aani hai ek baar,
Dar lagta hai tujhse bichad ke, roz marr marr ke jeene se.
Tera layak nahi main, ye sahi kehti hai tu,
Ye baat agar jhooth hoti, to aj mujhse tu duur na hoti.
Kisi ki muskurahat se uski khushi ka andaaza na laga aye dost,
Ke Aksar, unki muskurahat gamo ko chupane ka ek zaria maatr hua karti hai.
Kareeb mere the aj vo bahut,
Par har labzz maano hoton pe taher se gaye,
ankhein sirf use hi dekhti reh gai,
aur jazbaat mere ek baar fir sawar gaye.
Hawa ka kahi koi jhoka to nahi main,
yaado ki ek saugaat to nahi main,
kisi ke liye pyar kabhi to,
kisi ke liye ek jazbaat to nahi main,
koi mujhe aashiq kehta hai, koi mujhe deewaana,
Koi mujhe paheli kehta, koi mujhe afsaana.
kisi ke dil ka kahi koi dhoka to nahi main,
hawa ka kahi koi jhoka to nahi main.
Kisi Ke liye kahi pagal to nahi main.
Ek dil ke liye kahi ghayal to nahi main,
Hasne ki wjaha kabhi nahi,
Aasun ka tere kaaraan to nahi main,
Aashaon ki bhujhti hui ek lau nahi par,
Ujda hua kisi ka, kahi koi aashiyana to nahi main,
chaha bahut pyar karna kisi ko,
Par uske layak, shayad nahi main.
Har shaqs dhoondhta hai, mujh main kisi na kisi ko,
Iss kashma-kash main vo, mera hi vajood bhool baithe.
Khush hai kahi tu mere bagair, ye jaanta hu mai,
Par mera haal bhi vahi hai, koi keh nahi sakta.