Har Bate Ko Warse M Maan Ka Muqadar Milta Hy
Poet: s.k roop By: s.k roop, kirachiMaine Ik Din Maan Se Kaha Ay Maan
 Mare Dil M Machalte Kuch Swal Hn
 Mujhe On Sawalon K Jawab De
 Maine Dekhe Hn Tari Aankhon M Dard Ki Kuch Tahreren
 Inhe Warq Warq Parhu Gi M
 Maan Mujhe Y Sari Kitab De
 Mare Dil M Kuch Andeshe Hn
 Jo Din Rat Mujhe Satate Hn
 Kuch Drwane Khwab Hn Jo
 Mari Nenden Urate Hn
 M Ratjagon K Azab Sehti Hu
 Par Kise Se Kuch Na Kehti Hu
 Mujhe Aaghosh M Chupa Le Maan
 Mujhe In Azabon Se Nijat De
 Maine Suna Hy Har Bate Ko Warse M
 Maan Ka Muqadar Milta Hy
 Kya Y Sach Hy Maan?
 Tare Aankhon M Machalte Jo Dard Hn
 Kya Wo Mare Jewan M Bhi Ayn Ge?
 Tujhe Sataya Gya Hy Jis Tarha
 Kya Mujhe Bhi Loog Satayn Ge?
 To Tarpi Hy Jaise Maan K Liy
 Kya Mujhe Bhi Yon Tarpayn Ge?
 Mari Maan Y Sun Kar Tarap Uthi
 Mujhe Sene M Chupa Kar Bilaq Uthi
 Or Maan Ki Os Tarap M
 Mujhe Sab Sawalon K Jawab Mil Gay
 M Jaan Gai K Gham Ki Y Kali Ghata
 Mare Jewan M Bhi Ay Gi
 Mare Maan Tarpi Hy Jis Tarha
 Mujhe Bhi Dunyan Tarpay Gi
 Maan Ki Kahani K Sare Lafz
 Taqdeer Mujh Par Bhi Dohray Gi






