Bedard bewafa

usse ek pal na laga humara dil thodne mein,
humme toh sadiyaan beeth gaye unhe bhulane ke koshish mein...
mushkurate hai, is dard ko chupane ke liye
dard-e-dil ko bayan karein toh kis ke liye??

mere dastan-e-ishq se duniya ko kya karna?
mere iss ansu se jab mere mohobaat ko he kuch nai karna...
ankhe bhari huwe hai, abh ashq baha ke kya karna?
jab mere iss halat se unhe kuch nai karna...



kismat ko hum kaise badle, taqdir se hum kaise ladhe,
tera saath abh na raha, yeh hum khudh ko kaise kahe??
bewafai ke toofan ne aisa ghera, dil thod kar woh chal padha,
humsafar banana chaha tha jisi, bedardi ne sapna hi thoda..

Armano ka kafan

Isse kismat ka dosh kahe ya dil ka dosh,
hume woh apne zindagi ka ek hadsaa kehthe hai dost,
kya chaha tha, aur kya paya?
kudh pe humne kaisa yeh jurm dhaya...

muskurate yeh bewafa tum chal diye,
hume rote tanha chod aise chal diye...
bedardi tera naam na lenge hum kabhi,
khudh ko kaise yeh saja de chale?

Dil jala kar bhi hume muskurana hoga... :(
haste haste tumhe bhulana hoga...
Yaadon mein baasa rakhe hai tasveer tumhare
usse mita kar, abh armano ko kafan pehnana hoga...

My dream

when i look behind, memories leak out,
when i look aside, i find you beside,
calmly lay down and take myself behind,
i move to the days which are left out...

i can not expect miracles to happen any more,
you are not with me, nor is your love 
i am resting in between ages,
when i glance through them, i find emotions more...

I can feel your breathe, I can feel your odor..
why is it that you can't hear me calling you louder?
I dwell to find you, and it has no end,
i know its a dream, and the dream will never end...