Gulab ki pati sy b nazuk tha mera dil
Zamany ki thokron ny usy Pathr bna dya
Nikly thy is lye k dhond lain gy tjhe
Teri talsh ny umar bhar ka musafir bna dya.
Kabhi lga ki wo hame sata rahe hai, Dusre pal lga ki wo karib aa rahe hai, kuchh log hote hai aansuo ki tarah, pata hi nahi lagta sath de rhe hai ya sath chhod k ja rahe hai. .