Unki Tasveer Ko Seene Se Laga Lete Hain; Iss Tarah Judai Ka Gham Mita Lete Hain; Kisi Tarha Zikar Ho Jaye Unko Hamare Dard Ka Agar; Hans Kar Bheegi Palkon Mein Sab Dard Chupa Lete Hain

Ek baar mombati ke andar ka dhaga bola
Mein jalata hu to tu kyo pighalti hai
Mombati boli jisko dil me jagah di
Vo jab bichad ta hai To aasu nikal hi aate hai

Is khudgarz zamane me koi kisi ka nahi hota; Khushiyan hi hoti duniya me to gum ansu kaun rota Gaur se dekhna kabi behte hue ansuon ko Hasti ankhon se behne wala hr aansu khushi ka nahi hota

Kabhi Roo Kar Muskuraye Kabhi Muskuraa Ke Roye; Jaab Bhi Teri Yaad Aai Tujhee Bhula Kar Roye; Ek Tera Hi Toh Gam Tha Jisse Hazaar Baar Likha; Jitna Likh Ke Khush Hue Uss Se Jayada Mita Ke Roye

Vo so jate hai aksar Hume yaad kiye begear
Hume nead nahi aati Unse baat kiye begear
Kasoor unka nahi Kasoor to humara hai
Unhe CHAHA bhi to humne Unki izzazat ke begea

Jee Dhoondta Hai Phir Fursat Ke Raat Din; Baithe Rahen Tassavur-e-Jana Kiye Hue; Ghalib Humein Na Chhed Ke Phir Josh-e-Ashq Se; Baithe Hain Hum Tahayya-e-Toofan Kiye Hue Translation: The soul seeks again that vacant time Night and day our memory re-imagining what the beloved is Ghalib do not torment us for again with the storm of our tears We are sitting here having decided to unleash a hurricane at will