Ishq Ke Phool Bhi Khilte Hain, Bikhar Jaate Hain Zakhm Kaise Bhi Hon, Kuch Roze Main Bhar Jaate Hain Us Khwabon Main Ab Koi Nahi Aur Hum Bhi Nahi Itne Roz Se Aaye Hain, Chup Chaap Guzar Jaate Hain Nurm Aawaaz, Bholi Baatain, Mohazzab Lehjaa Pehle Baarish Main Hi, Sab Rang Utar Jaate Hain Raasta Roke Khari Hai, Wahi Uljhan Kab Se Koi Puche To Kahen Kya Ke Kidhar Jaate Hain