asma kr tare

mere asma me tare he
wo jo ab bhi timtimate he
or unhe dekh me ab bhi muskurata hu
koi dhur he koi pass he
mere asma me tare he
mera khorshid bhi use sunhera karta he yaadon ke dariye me jaate hue
koi naye panne ki subha ko late hue
mere asma me ab bhi wo tare he
wo jo ab bhi timtimate he
or unhe dekh me muskurata hu

Empty carousel

Empty carousel, standing at sunset
my soul was on sea shore.
The waves were coming
and the shore was washed.
These is the beauty
O! the ocean you want me to tell.

With the every waves in life,
the shore will be washed
to write it again.
I am the spectator
who will enjoy, your infinite end.

O! the ocean will talk to you again
will meet to your wave
for those soothing conversation
will walk to you again.

A Empty carousel, my soul , will come to you O! the vast. To tell you the ride, of the fair(My life), from the empty to housfull to empty, again. Let your wave wash my heart and replenish my soul, for the next ride. O! the ocean for your calm i will walk to you again.

Sohbat hoti fir

sohbat hoti to hum kinare hote
wo halke halke machalte pani ke kinare hote
waqt chahe fir jese guzarta
e-ahbaab hum to tere sath hote
fir saari baate hoti
wo sham or fir raat
ek sath hum sab kinare hote
wo halke halke machalte pani ke kinare hote