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ﻭﮦ ﺷﻌﺮ ﺟﻮ ﺗُﻢ ﻣﺠﮭﮑﻮ ﺍﮐﺜﺮ 
ﺳﻨﺎﯾﺎ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ 
( ﺟﻮ ﺑﺎﺕ ﮨﻢ ﮐﮩﮧ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺳﮑﺘﮯ ﺍُﺳﮯ ﮨﻢ ﻓﺮﺽ ﮐﺮﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ 
!ﭼﻠﻮ ﮨﻢ ﻓﺮﺽ ﮐﺮﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ ﮨﻤﯿﮟ ﺗﻢ ﺳﮯ ﻣﺤﺒﺖ ﮨﮯ ) 
...... 
ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺳﻤﺎﻋﺖ ﮐﺎ ﻣﮑﯿﮟ ﺗﮭﺎ 
ﻭﮦ ﮔﯿﺖ ﺟﻮ ﺗﻢ ﮔﻨﮕﻨﺎﺗﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ 
ﻣﯿﮟ ﺗﻨﮩﺎ ﮔﻨﮕﻨﺎﺗﺎ ﺭﮨﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ 
ﻣﯿﺮﺍ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ 
ﺁﮦ .. 
ﻣﯿﺮﺍ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﺟﻮ ﺗﻢ ﺗﮭﺎﻣﺎ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ 
ﺗﻤﮩﺎﺭﮮ ﻟﻤﺲ ﮐﺎ ﻣﻨﺘﻈﺮ 
ﺑﮯ ﺟﺎﻥ ﺳﺎ ﻟﮓ ﺭﮨﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ 
ﻭﮦ ﮐﺎﻧﺪﮬﺎ ﺟﺲ ﭘﺮ ﺳﺮ ﺭﮐﮭﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ
ﺩﮬﯿﺮﮮ ﺩﮬﯿﺮﮮ ﮈﮬﻠﮏ ﺭﮨﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ

 

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