Tumse door gum-e-judai ko,
Haske utha lete hai.
Iss pyaar ke sahare,
Khud ko sawar lete hai.
Din bhi yahah lagta,
ab baras ke saman,
Fir bhi hai iss rishte me vo shaukat,
Ki jiwan gujar lete hai.
Hai seene me kaid vo chahat, sukun,
Ki bus khudki najar utaar lete hai.
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