In chamakte sitaronse main aksar baten karta

In Chamakte Sitaronse Main Aksar Baten Karta Hu,
Unse Har Roz Apne Dil Ki Kuch Fariyad Karta Hu
Maine Jise Apne Dil Me Basaya Hai Wo Kab Milengi,
Bas Yehi Aksar Sitaron Se Main Puchha Karta Hu
Sitare Bhi Pad Jate Hai Soch Me Halat Dekh Ke,
Wo Puchte Hai K Main Usse Kitna Pyar Kara Hu
Fir Honthon Pe Aa Jati Hai Muskurahat Mere,
Kyuki Main Use Dil-O-Jaan Se Mohabbat Karta Hu
Main Aur Sitare Aksar Yun Haste Hai Fir Raat Ko,
Hasti Rahe Wo Sada Yehi Khwahis Unse Karta Hu
Ye “Dhaval” Darta Nahi Is Duniya Me Kisi Bat Se,
Zindagi Me Use Kho Na Du Bas Usi Bat Se Darta Hu