ﺑﺴﻠﺴﻠﮧ ﯾﻮﻡ ﻣﺰﺩﻭﺭ
ﺑﺎﺩﺷﺎﮦ ﺳﻼﻣﺖ !!! ﺯﯾﺎﺩﮦ
ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺍﯾﮏ ﻣﺰﺩﻭﺭ ﮐﯽ ﮐﻢ ﺍﺯ
ﮐﻢ ﺍﺟﺮﺕ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺍﯾﮏ
ﺷﮩﺰﺍﺩﯼ ﮐﮯ ﯾﻮﻣﯿﮧ ﻣﯿﮏ
ﺍﭖ ﮐﮯ ﺧﺮﭺ ﮐﮯ ﺑﺮﺍﺑﺮ ﮐﺮ
ﺩﯾﮟ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺁﭖ ﮐﯽ ﺑﺎﺩﺷﺎﮨﺖ
ﺍﻭﺭ ﻧﻈﺎﻡ ﮐﮯ ﻗﺼﯿﺪﮮ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ
ﻗﻠﻢ ﭘﺮ ﻓﺮﺽ ﻣﺎﻥ ﻟﻮﮞ ﮔﺎ ۔
ﻭﮦ ﺭﻭﮈ ﭘﮧ ﭼﻠﺘﯽ ﮔﺎﮌﯼ ﮨﻮ
ﯾﺎ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﻧﮕﺮ ﮐﺎ ﺑﻨﮕﻠﮧ ﮨﻮ
ﮔﺎﮌﯼ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻟﮕﮯ ﮨﺮ ﭘُﺮﺯﮮ
ﻣﯿﮟ
ﮨﮯ ﻋﮑﺲ ﺗِﺮﯼ ﭘﯿﺸﺎﻧﯽ ﮐﺎ
ﺑﻨﮕﻠﮯ ﻣﯿﮟ ﭼُﻨﯽ ﺳﺐ
ﺍﯾﻨﭩﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﯾﮧ ﺧُﻮﺷﺒﻮ ﺗﯿﺮﮮ ﺧُﻮﻥ ﮐﯽ
ﮨﮯ
ﯾﮧ ﺭﻭﻧﻖ ﺳﺐ ﺑﺎﺯﺍﺭﻭﮞ ﮐﯽ
ﺗُﻮ ﮨﮯ ﺗﻮ ﮨﮯ ﻣﺰﺩﻭﺭ ﻣِﺮﮮ
ﻭﮦ ﺍُﺟﻠﮯ ﮐﭙﮍﻭﮞ ﻭﺍﻟﮯ ﮨﻮﮞ
ﻭﮦ ﮈﺍﮐﻮ ﯾﺎ ﺭﮐﮭﻮﺍﻟﮯ ﮨﻮﮞ
ﺳﺐ ﺭﺍﺟﮑﻤﺎﺭﻭﮞ ﮐﯽ ﺟﻨﺖ
ﺟِﻦ ﮨﺎﺗﮭﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺗﻌﻤﯿﺮ
ﮨﻮﺋﯽ
ﻭﮦ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﻟﮑﯿﺮﯾﮟ ﮐﮭﻮ
ﺑﯿﭩﮭﮯ
ﺍﮮ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺷﻨﺎﺳﻮ !! ﺑﺘﻼﺅ
ﺟﻮ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﻟﮑﯿﺮﯾﮟ ﮐﮭﻮ
ﺑﯿﭩﮭﮯ
ﭘﮭﺮ ﺍُﻥ ﮐﯽ ﻗﺴﻤﺖ ﮐﯿﺎ ﮨﻮ
ﮔﯽ
ﺟﻮ ﺳﺐ ﮐﻮ ﺟﻨﺖ ﺩﯾﺘﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﻭﮦ ﺩﻭﺯﺥ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﺟﻠﺘﮯ
ﮨﯿﮟ
ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﺑﮭﻮﮐﮯ ﻧﻨﮕﮯ ﻣﺮﺗﮯ
ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺍﮮ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺷﻨﺎﺳﻮ !!! ﺑﺘﻼﺅ
ﺍﮮ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺷﻨﺎﺳﻮ !!! ﺑﺘﻼﺅ
ﻋﺎﺑﯽ ﻣﮑﮭﻨﻮﯼ
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