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ﻗﺮﯾﮧِ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﮐﮯ ﺑﺮﺑﺎﺩ ﮔﻠﯽ ﮐُﻮﭼﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﺑﺎﻝ ﮐﮭﻮﻟﮯ ﮨﻮﺋﮯ ﭘﮭﺮﺗﯽ ﮨﮯ ﻓُﻐﺎﮞ ﺗﯿﺮﮮ ﺑﻌﺪ
۔
ﺍﯾﮏ ﺁﻭﺍﺯ ﮨﻮﺋﮯ ﺟﺎﺋﯿﮟ ﻣِﺮﮮ ﺍﺷﮏِ ﺭﻭﺍﮞ
ﺍﯾﮏ ﺗﺼﻮﯾﺮ ﮨﻮﺋﯽ ﺟﺎﺋﮯ ﺯُﺑﺎﮞ ﺗﯿﺮﮮ ﺑﻌﺪ
۔
ﭘﮭﻮﻝ ﻣُﺮﺟﮭﺎ ﮔﺌﮯ، ﺧﻮﺷﺒﻮ ﮐﯽ ﻧﺪﯼ ﺳُﻮﮐﮫ ﮔﺌﯽ
ﺑﻦ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺩﺷﺖ ﮔﻠﺴﺘﺎﻥِ ﺟﮩﺎﮞ ﺗﯿﺮﮮ ﺑﻌﺪ
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ﺑﮍﮪ ﮔﺌﯽ ﺧﺎﮎ ﮐﮯ ﺑﺎﺯﺍﺭ ﻣﯿﮟ ﭘﺎﻧﯽ ﮐﯽ ﺭﺳﺪ
ﮈﮬﮯ ﮔﺌﯽ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﮐﯽ ﻣﻌﺮﻭﻑ ﺩُﮐﺎﮞ ﺗﯿﺮﮮ ﺑﻌﺪ
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