Phulon ki Tareef sab Karte hain,
Badi Mushkil se Log Kanton pe Gaur Karte hain.
MALI to Sirf Naam ke hote hain,
Phulon ki Hifazat to Kante hi Karte hain..

Wo bndagi ki aisi misaal deta hai,
Aawargi ko shriyat mein dhaal deta hai,

Wo khush kalaam hai is drja baat krne mein,
K hurf hurf ko Husn-o-jmal deta hai,

Main uska sath jo mangun zindgi bhr ko,
Brry haseen treeqy se taal deta hai,

Ye jaan kr bhi k mera wo ho nhi skta,
Wo dekhta hai yun!

Shash-o-pnj mein daal deta hai,

Sawal jaisy k pnaah mangty hon ankhon se,
Jwab ankhon se aisy kmaal deta hai..

A khuda aj nazro ko a c binai de,
Jidhar dekhon udhr wo he wo dikhai de,
Kash a c mehr'baniyan hon aj hwa me,
K usko pukaron or usko sunai de.

Wo aur bhi dilfareb aur pyara sa ho gya
Uska b haal jab se hamaara sa ho gya
Nazdek tha wo jb to darechy ka chnd tha
Wo dor kya hua k sitara sa ho gya.

Kitni Ajeeb Hai "NEKIYON" Ki  ("JUSTUJU")   ""GHALIB""    

"NAMAZ"  Bhi Jaldi Main Parte Hain log Phir Se "GUNAH" Karne K Liye....

>~...Gham...~<
k saaye teri jaanib se hatta doon

lekin................~

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