Dono hathoan mein thaamay betha hoon
apna sar ke he dard se bhaari
Kia karoon sar jo apna na phoroon
ishq ne poori mat he maari
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What sort of a mother am I
Who cannot even count
the innumerable bullet wounds
spread all over the delicate body
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Black or White
Short and Stout
Tall and Slim
Happy or Grim
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Look at the stars
they glitter like tiny gems
but are they really tiny? ?
If someone believes that
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To write a poem in three minutes
Seems to me like micro wave cooking
Mind blank with no theme in mind
walking in the dark like an eyed blind
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Just imagine how it would have been
If bananas were not as soft as they are
Just imagine what people would do with them
If the bananas were not soft as they are
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دور سے آتی ہے یہ پکار
رشتے ناطے سب بیکار
مصلحت کی یاری ہے
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وکیل نامہ
اک مسخرے وکیل کی جب دال نہ گلی
سپریم کورٹ میں کوئ بھی بات نہ چلی
کھسیانی بلی کی طرح کھمبا تھا نوچتا
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Ghut Ghut Thunn se peeta he
Mera bhai phir bhi rota he
Nashukray ko kia naam mein doon?
Ye banda he ya khota he!
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