Sochne se bhi rooh kaampti hai, kya khoya humne kya paaya tha...
Kayi sher marwakar humne, chand geedadon ko marne se bachaya tha...
Achha hota jo mar jaate kuch siyar bhi, un aantakwadiyo ki goli se
Dhull kar shayad pavitar hi hoti, meri dharti gande khoon ki holi se...
Dosti Pe Jina..
Dosti Pe Marna..
Sachha Dost
Na Mile To
Dosti Na Karna..
Dosti Phool Hai
Usko Sambhal Ke Rakhna,
Tute Na Dil Kisi Ka Itna Khyal Rakhna...
Bohat Chanchal, Bohat Khushnuma Si Hoti Hai Behen.
Nazuk Sa Dil Rakhti Hain, Masoom Si Hoti Hai Behen.
Baat Baat Pe Rowti Hain, Jhagarti Hai, Larti Hain
Nadan Si Hoti Hain Behen.
Hain Rehmat Se Bharpoor Allah Ki Rehmat Hoti Hai Behen.
Ghar Bhi Mehak Uthta Hai Jab Muskurati Hai Behen.
Hoti Hai Ajeeb Si Kefiyat Jab Chhor Ke Chali Jati Hai Behen.
Ghar Lagta Hai Soona Soona Kitna Rula Jati Hai Behen.....