Chaley Ao

Yeh faqeero ki bazam hai

Chaley ao

Hum bhaley log hai uqat nahi pochtay

Na Milna

Na tu milta hy na milne aas jati hy

     Tere Milne kab tak malal rakhu mei

Ho sakey to utthaley amannatey apni 

  Terry  khattut kab tak samhal rakhu mey

Phr Nahi Baste Wo Dil

Phr nahi baste wo dil jo ek bar ujar jate hain 

Jan

Qabrein ketni bhi sajao koi zinda nahi hota 

Aaj Nahi To kal Tumein

Aaj nahi to kal tumhein ehsas ho hi jayega 

Qadar karne wale faqt naseeb se hi mila karte hain 

Kadar

Sekh jao kisi ki chahat ki kadar karna

Kahi koi mar hi na jaaye tumhe ehsaas dilate dilate

Suno Ankhon Se Parh Lena

Suno ankhon se par lena wo sari an kahi batein 

Koi pochey to keh dena bohat hi raz dari hai 

Mamul Ban Chuka Hai

Mamul ban chuka hai mera ratoon ko jaghna 

Nendein mere wajood ki ek shakhs le gya 

Tere Naam Se Mohabbat Ki Hai

Tere naam se mohabbat ki hai 

tere ehsas se mohabbat ki hai 

Tum mere pass nahin phir bhi 

Tumhari yaad se mohabbat ki hai 

Kabhi tum ne bhi mujhay yad kiya hoga 

Main ne un lamhaat se mohabbat ki hai 

Tum se milna to ek khuwab sa lagta tha 

Main ne tere intzar se mohabbat ki hai 

Ek toti Hoi Zanjeer

Ek toti hoi zanjeer ki faryad hai hum 

Aur dunya sumjhti hai k azad hain hum

Hur ek se wafa kar k hum ko kiya mila 

Kul bhi tanha thay ur aj bhi tanha hai hum 

badan Se Rooh

Badan se rooh jati hai to bechti hai saf-e-matam

Magar kardar mar jaye to yaqeen matam nahin hota 

Boht Toot

Bohat toot sa jata hun mein andar se 

Jub tery sath guzra ek lamba yaad ata hai 

Jab Main Doba

Jab main doba to sumandar ko kabhi herat hoi 

Ajeeb shakhs hai kesi ko pukarata hi nahin 

Mirza Ghalib

Aghaz ishq bhi khob tha ghalib kiya kahon 

Pehle to thi dil lagi phr dil ko ja lagi 

Teri Yaad

Wabsta meri yad se kuch talkheyan bhi thi 

Acha kiya jo mujh ko faramosh kar diya 

Rabta

Tot jata hai wasta khud se 

Tujh se jab rabta nahin hota 

Ek Bar Keh Do

Ek bar keh do k tum mere ho 

Is se agy naseeb mera 

Lehja Bhi Sard Kar Dala

Tum ne lehja bhi sard kar dala 

Ye sardeon k azab kam the kiya 

Ghareeb Log

Jan dy sakty hain yehi humary bas main hai 

Ghareeb log hain nahin karty baat sitary tor lany ki 

Mati Se Phr Mati Par

Mati se phr mati par aur phr mati main 

Sumjh gaye ho to chor do na magrori 

Magroor

Achy lagy jo tum so hum ny bta diya 

Naqsan yeh howa k tum magror ho gaye