suna hai fasle hon to mohabbat ruth jati hai
magar ye bhi to sach hai ki

mohabbat faslon ko kab bhala khatir mein lati hai
mohabbat mein takalluf aane jaane ka nahin hota

mohabbat mein koi bhi dar zamane ka nahin hota
mohabbat aisa pauda hai ki jo kharon mein palta hai

magar kharon ka dil bhi is mohabbat se dahalta hai
mohabbat aazmaish ki surangon se guzarti hai

agar ho aazmaish to mohabbat bhi nikharti hai
magar kuchh fasle aise bhi hote hain

ki jaise rail ki do patriyan hain
ki jun do hath aur un ki ungliyan hain

ki jaise chehre par hain do do aankhen
ki ye sab sath chalte hain

magar hai fasla in mein
alag bhi hain magar gahra sa hai ek rabta in mein

suno phir jo musibat ab ke hai darpesh hum ko
to phir hum aazmaish hi samajhte hain sitam ko

zaruri hain agar ye fasle to yun sahi 'aqib'
zamane ki khushi hi mein hai apni bhi khushi 'aqib'

agar yun hai to phir in faslon ki haisiyat kya hai
mohabbat hai darakhshan to phir in ki ahmiyat kya hai