Saturday, April 30, 2011

Sad Poetry

Ulfat k Nasheman ko khud aag laga bethey,
Gulshan ki tawaqqo me hum Gul bhi ganwa bethey,
Ham dard K maron ka dastoor Nirala hai,
Manga jo kisi ne Dil, hum jan bhi luta bethey,
Dushman k iradon ka ab khauf nahi "MOHSIN"
Apnon ki inayat se jab Ghar hi jala bethey.

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