Chichore..

Daud bhaag wali zindagi se

Chalo kuch lamhe churaate hai

Aao yaaron hum milke

Phir se chichore ban jaate hai

Apne ghum ko sabse chupaake

Khushiya hum bikhere jaate hai

Par jab college ke saamne se guzre 

Humare lamhe phir jee jaate hai

Tum sabki baatein, masti thahaake

Soch ke hum muskuraate hai

Jaane aise saal suhaane

Itni jaldi kaise guzar jaate hai?

Parivar, pati, patni aur bacche

Sabke saath waqt bitaate hai

Rehte humesha jo dost dil mein

Unhe kyu nahi mil paate hai?

Jeete the hum bhi beparwah se

Woh mizaaj phir dohraate hai

Zimmedariyon se chutti leke

Chalo phir se chichore ban jaate hai...

Sapna...

Na nahi....

 Bhule se un galiyon se guzarna nahi

Meri yaadon se takra na jao kahi

Us jharokhe pe nazar daalna nahi

Meri baaton se phir mulakaat ho na kahi

Tanhayi mein mera khayal karna nahi

Chehra mera saamne aaye na kahi

Mere saath ki khushi na manana kabhi

Meri judaai ka gum sataaye na kahi

Mere pasand ke gaane gungunana nahi

Kaano mein meri awaaz goonje na kahi

Tasveer ko meri kareeb se dekhna nahi

Aankhein meri sawaal kar de na kahi

Sapno mein mujhse milna na kabhi

Khayaalo pe mera kabza ho na kahi

Meri mushkilon ka hal talashna nahi

Meri takleef teri uljhan bane na kahi

Mere chutkulon pe phir hasna nahi

Meri hasi se mann khilkhilaye na kahi

Apni dil mein khaali jagah rakhna nahi

Phir zindagi humse milaye na kahi

Sapna...