silsile toR gayaa vo sabhii jaate jaatevarnaa itne to maraasim the ke aate jaateshikvaa-e-zulmat-e-shab se to kahiiN behtar thaaapne hisse kii ko’ii shammaa jalaate jaatekitnaa aasaaN tha tere hijr meN marna
Nphir bhi ik umar lagi jaan se jaate jaatejashn-e-maqtal hi na barpa hu’aa varnaa ham bhiipaa-bajolaaN hii sahii naachte gaate jaateuskii vo jaane usse paas-e-vafaa thaa ke na thaatum “Faraz” apnii taraf se to nibhaate jaate
