ﺭﯾﺰﮦ ﺭﯾﺰﮦ ﺳﭙﻨﻮﮞ ﻭﺍﻟﮯ
ﭨﻮﭨﮯ ﭼﮩﺮﮮ
ﺁﺩﮬﮯ ﻟﻮﮒ
ﺟﺎﻧﮯ ﻭﺍﻟﮯ ﮐﺐ ﺁﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﮐﺮﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ ﻭﻋﺪﮮ ﻟﻮﮒ
... ﺁﺱ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﯿﭩﮭﯽ ﺷﮩﺰﺍﺩﯼ ﮐﯽ
ﻣﺎﻧﮓ ﻣﯿﮟ ﭼﺎﻧﺪﯼ ﺟﮭﺎﻧﮏ ﭼﮑﯽ
ﺍﺗﻨﯽ ﺩﯾﺮ ﺳﮯ ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﺁﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺁﺧﺮ ﯾﮧ ﺷﮩﺰﺍﺩﮮ ﻟﻮﮒ
ﭘﯿﺎﺭ ﮐﯽ ﺭﺍﮦ ﭘﮧ ﺍﻧﮕﻠﯽ ﺗﮭﺎﻣﮯ
ﺍﻧﺪﮬﺎ ﺩﮬﻨﺪ ﭼﻞ ﭘﮍﺗﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﻧﺎ ﺳﻤﺠﮭﯽ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻣﺮ ﺟﺎﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﮨﻢ ﺳﮯ ﺳﯿﺪﮬﮯ ﺳﺎﺩﮮ ﻟﻮﮒ
ﮨﻢ ﺩﻭﻧﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﻮﻥ ﮨﮯ ﻣﺠﺮﻡ
ﯾﮧ ﻃﮯ ﮨﻮﻧﺎ ﻣﺸﮑﻞ ﮨﮯ
ﺁﺩﮬﺎ ﺷﮩﺮ ﺗﮭﺎ ﺣﺎﻣﯽ ﺍﺳﮑﺎ
ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﺗﮭﮯ ﻣﯿﺮﮮ ﺁﺩﮬﮯ ﻟﻮﮒ ! . .
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