Iss dard ke baad koi dard, dard nahi lagta,
Ke shiddat-e-dard kinteha hoti hai mohabbat,
Nahi uthti woh aankhen phir kisi pe,
Ke jin ankhon mein fanna hoti hai mohabbat,
Umar bhar jin ka azzala na kar paaye,
Bas ek aisi hi khata hoti hai mohabbat,
Jo mil jaye toh bas phir kiya kehna,
Warna ek muslasal saza hoti hai mohabbat,
Log mujhse har yeh pochhte hai tum ne uss mein kya dekha,
Main har baar yeh kehti hoon,
Bekaar ki cheez hoti hai mohabat.