Farz mera tha aor ma nibhata raha
Zakhm khata gaya muskurata raha
Beech darya ma us ne nazar pher li
Ma kinaron se nazrein milata raha
Rat amawas ke ghangor sannate ma
Mere kamre ma chand ata jata raha
Dost sab andhiyon ke mureed ho gaye
Ma charagon ko apne jalata raha
Mere bistar pe phoolon ki chadar rahi
Rat bhar neend ko azmata raha
Ay munir itne ghum hadson ne diye
Umr bhar un ko apna banata raha
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