Iss safar main daikh ghull jata hai miti ka badan
Mujh se milne ki naa khuwahish kar naa barsaatoon main aa

Loog tujh ko gungunaain meri khuwahish ki tarha
Aik achoote shair ki surat meri ghazloon main aa

Be hunar logoon ne phir maanga mere fun ka saboot
Aa meri sachaai ki khushboo meri lafzoon main aa

Ghar ke darwaze pe aakar kyun qadam rukne lage
Aa meri tanhaai, meri muntazir bahoon main aa

Aur kuch dair mein mujh ko chale jana hoga,
aur kuch dair mujhe khawab dikha, dard na chun,

Aik bhi dard na kam hoga keyi sadiyon mein,
Ab bhi kehta hoon tujhe waqt bachaa, dard na chun,

Woh jo likha hai kisi taur nahin ttal sakta,
Aa mere dil main koi deep jala, dard na chun,

Main tere lamss se mehroom na rah jaaon kahin,
Aakhri baar mujhe khud se laga, dard na chun,

Ab to yeh raishmi purain bhi chaddi jati hain,
Khud ko ab bakhssh bhi de, zulm na dhaa, dard na chun,

Yeh nahin hon ge to khali nahin ho jaon ga mein,
Mere zakhmon se koi geet bana, dard na chun,

Kuch na de ga yeh masaayel se ulajhtey rehna,
Chorr sab kuch meri banhon mein samaa, dard na chun..

When you fall down,
You know who your friend are.

Ye Tark-E-IshQ To Zaati Muamla Hai Mera.