Woh mangti thi mein deta na tha,
jawaab uske kisi bhi sawaal ka.

ek din uss ne manga to khara ho gya,
rongata rongata meray jazbat ka

ek din wo boli peeche se nahi age se karo,
tum deedar mere husn-e-shabaab ka

bada dard hota hai jab ander jaata hai,
kaano mein ik ik lafz mere yaar ka.

fir mene pyar se diya to choot gaya
haath se mere laal phool gulaab ka

uss ne kaha ke kar lo mager kisi ko na batana
bus chupa rahe yeh afsaana hamare pyar ka.