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Maata-e-loh-o-qalam chin gayi to kya ghum haiK khun-e-dil men dubo li hain ungliyan
Zuban pe muhar lagi hai to kya ke rakh di
Har ek halqa-e-zanjeer men zubaan
English
If they snatch my ink and pen,
I should not complain,
For I have dipped my
In the blood of my heart.
I should not
Even if they seal my tongue,
For every ring of my
Is a tongue ready to speak.
Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Faiz Ahmad Faiz (13 February 1911 – 20 November 1984) was a Pakistani Muslim Marxist, poet, and author in Urdu. He was one of the most celebrate
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