ﻣﺖ ﭘﻮﭼﮫ ﻣﺠﮫ ﺳﮯ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﻣﺮﮮ
ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﺷﺎﻡ ﮈﮬﻠﮯ ﺍﻥ ﺁﻧﮑﮭﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﺑﮯ ﻧﺎﻡ ﺳﯽ ﺍﮎ ﺍﺩﺍﺳﯽ ﮐﯽ
ﮔﮭﻨﮕﮭﻮﺭ ﮔﮭﭩﺎﺋﯿﮟ ﺭﮨﺘﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﺑﮯ ﺧﻮﺩ ﮨﻮ ﮐﺮ ﺍﺱ ﻟﻤﺤﮯ
ﮈﮬﻠﺘﺎ ﮨﻮﺍ ﺳﻮﺭﺝ ﺗﮑﺘﺎ ﮨﻮﮞ
ﺁﻧﮑﮭﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﺎ ﻋﮑﺲ ﻟﺌﮯ
ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﺑﻨﺪ ﮐﺘﺎﺑﯿﮟ ﺗﮑﺘﺎ ﮨﻮﮞ
ﻣﺖ ﭘﻮﭼﮫ ﻭﻗﺖ ﮨﯽ ﺍﯾﺴﺎ ﮨﮯ
ﻣﺠﮭﮯ ﺩﻝ ﭘﮧ ﺯﻭﺭ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺭﮨﺘﺎ ﮨﮯ
ﻣﯿﮟ ﻻﮐﮫ ﭼﮭﭙﺎﺗﺎ ﮨﻮﮞ ﻟﯿﮑﻦ
ﺍﺷﮑﻮﮞ ﮐﻮ ﺭﻭﮎ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺳﮑﺘﺎ
ﺍﮎ ﻗﺮﺽ ﭼﮑﺎﻧﮯ ﮐﯽ ﺧﺎﻃﺮ
ﯾﮧ ﮐﭽﮫ ﻟﻤﺤﻮﮞ ﮐﯽ ﭼﻮﺭﯼ ﮨﮯ
ﺑﺲ ﯾﻮﮞ ﮨﯽ ﺳﻤﺠﮫ ﻟﮯ ﯾﺎﺭ ﻣﺮﮮ
ﯾﮧ ﺷﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﮐﻤﺰﻭﺭﯼ ﮨﮯ
Friday, November 28, 2014
ﯾﮧ ﺷﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﮐﻤﺰﻭﺭﯼ ﮨﮯ
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