Galat Sunaa Tha humne Mohabbat Aankhon Se Hoti Hai
Dil To Wo Bhi Le Jatein Hain Jo Palkein Tk Nhi Uthate

Log Meri Shayari Ko Itne Shiddat Se parhte Hain
Jaise Unko Bhi Meri Tarhaa Kisi Bewafaa Se Pyaar Hua tha

Kuchh Iss Tarah Se Meri Zindagi Ko Maine Aasan Kar Liya; Bhool Kar Teri Bewafai Maine Apni Tanhai Se Pyaar Kar Liya

Kya Hum Un Logo Ko Bataye, Kaise Apne Zakham Dikhaye,Naam Khuda Tera Hi Badnam Hoga, Jab Charcha Yeh Khule Aam Hoga,

Jise Khud Se Hi Nahin Furstain; Jise Khayal Apne Kamaal Ka; Usey Kya Khabar Mere Shoq Ki; Usey Kya Pata Mere Haal Ka

Kyon Hijr Ke Shikwe Karta Hai Kyon Dard Ke Rone Rota Hai; Ab Ishq Kiya To Sabr Bhi Kar Is Mein To Yahi Kuch Hota Hai

Sukoon milta hai do shbad
kaagaz me utaarkar
Kah bhi deti hu
aur awaaz bhi nahi hoti

Bas ek tujhe hi yakeen nhi mere jazbaaton pr
Wrna kitne hi deewane bn bethe meri mohabbat ki dastan sun k

Dard Se Dosti Ho Gai DostoZindagi Bedard Ho Gai DostoKya Hua Jo Jal Gaya Mera AashiyanaDur Tak Roshni To Ho Gai Dosto

Hum Ne Mohbaton Ke Nashe Mein Aa Kar Useh Khuda Bana Dala; Hosh Tab Aaya Jab Us Ne Kaha Ke Khuda Kisi Ek Ka Nahi Hota

Sab Rutein Aakar Chali Jati Hain; Mausam-e-Gham Bhi To Hijrat Karta Translation Rutein = Seasons Hijrat = Transition

Meri Chahat Ko Mere Halaat Ke Tarazu Main Kabhi Mat Tolna; Maine Wo Zakham Bhi Khaye Hain Jo Meri Kismat Main Nahi The

Jab Saamne Mere Rahti Thi,,To Dil Ye Dhadkta Rahta Tha”Pyar Me Us Se Karta Hu”, Ye Khud Se Kehta Rehta Tha

Yu na barbad kar muje baaz aaja mera dil dukhane se
Main toh insan hu patthar bhi tut jata h itna azmane se

Kehnda Tenu Rabb mann bethe aa
hOr kujh keh na hOve Mappeya ne labhi Heer
jihde bina reh na hOve