Jha Pyar hota hai anban bhi hoti hai bharose se rishte ko bachaya jata hai

Jo hmesa kahta tha duniya ki nhi dil ki suno wo khud hi dil ki chor k duniya ki sun k chala gaya

Tum to bahut bharosa karte the mujhpe Kya hua wo bharosa kha gaya ab ?

Tumne to kha tha tum kabhi nhi jaoge mujhe chor ke Fir kyu gaye ????

Tumhe pata tha tum mere kya ho Fir bhi tumne duniya ki hi suni

Tumse Pyar hi to maine kiya tha Kya galat kiya tha maine isme

Dosti hi wo rishta hai jisme koi judge karne wala nhi hota

Jab tak hum yad na kare yad to tumhe bhi meri nhi ati na

Pyar taklif deta hai Dosti sukun deti hai