Kab se ye aarju thi ke ghum ki dawa mile,
Lo ban gaya nasib mujhe Mustafa mile.
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Nasad hai ye dil mera firkat me raat din,
Ab marda` wasale habibe khuda mile.
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Barbadion ki fikr na khushiyon ki aarju,
Ye fikr hai ke daa`man khairulwari mile
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Aisi hun lekin aap ki ek ummati bhi hun,
Aaka nijaat ka mujhe ab rasta mile.
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Roze pe aano aap ke aur haale dil kahun,
Ijne hujuri mujh ko shaahi dusra mile.
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Itni hai aarju dile betaab ki meri,
Aye chaand mujhko bhi da'are khairulwari mile.
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By: Chand bi
By: Chand bi
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