Roz Pilata Hu Ek Zeher Ka Pyala Use

Ek Dard Jo Dil Mein Hai Marta Hi Nahi Hai

Dard Mohabbat Ka Aye Dost Bohot Khoob Hoga

Na Chubhega Na Dikhega Bas Mehsoos Hoga

Dard Mein Bhi Yeh Lab Muskura Jaate Hain

Beete Lamhe Humein Jab Bhi Yaad Aate Hai