Parda Girte Hi Khatm Ho Jaate Hai Tamashe Saare

Khoob Rote Hai Fir Auron Ko Hasane Wale

Tujhse Pehle Bhi Kayi Zakhm The Seene Mein Magar

Ab Ke Wo Dard Hai Jinki Ragein Tak TootTi Hai

Kiya Hai Bardasht Tere Har Dard Ko Isi Aas Ke Saath

Ke Khuda Bhi Noor Barsata Hai Aazmaishon Ke Baad