Dard itne mile zamane se
Ashak ate hain mushkurane se
Mujh ko chupke se gham ne aa gehraa
Khuwaab aankhon mein the suhane se
Gham ka ihsaas but gaya yaaro
Dard ke dastaan suna'ne se
Pheel jati hai roshni har so0
Apne dil ka laho0 jalane se
Apne bhi jab paraye nikle to
Kya tawaqa kare zamaane se
Chian ata nahe kise bhe lamhey
Fikr-e-dunya mein sar khapane se
Arzo0 ke khaak urrti hai
Ab bhe khurram dil k aashyaane se
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