iss dard se chhutkara dila de

har lafz kitabon mein tera aks liye hai,
ek phool sa chehra mujhe pardhne nahi deta,

chahta bahut hoon ki yaad na karu tujhe,
par ye kambakht dil hai ki maanta nahi,

ummid ki shama dil mein jalaa kar main,
aaj bhi raah takta hoon khirdki pe khada hokar,

jis dard se roz lakhon baar marta hoon main,
kya tune us dard ka ek katra bhi khud mein dekha hai ?

kya tum bhi thoda sa dard mahsoos karti ho?
har pal duaaon mein maanga tha jisse,

aaj bhi maangte hain dil-o-jaan se usse,
aye khuda, kitna bereham ho gayi meri mehbuba,

mere mehbuba ka dil pighla de,
naa jaane yeh kaisa kehar naseeb hua hai?

aye khuda iss dard se chhutkara dila de,
raasta yahi hai ki maut aa jaaye ya
mere pyaar ka pyar dila de..

iss dard se chhutkara dila de,
chhutkara dila de..