Came through a brilliant poem by some poet who calls himself shahid. You need a state to write and comprehend these type of words . . . ya i know, i don’t have that level of zauq and comprehension power. . .
Actually i heard this poem, and the way the presenter read it, it was heart pouring…
So here you are guys, have alook… almost truly speaking of my current state . . .
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yar bhi rah ki dewaar samjhtay hain mughay … mai samjhta tha meray yaar samjhtay hain mughay
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jarr ukhrnay se ghukao hai meri shakhoon mai … dosray loog samarbaar samjhtay hain mughay
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kia pta kal yehi taboot mera ban jay … aj jis takht ka haqdaar samjhtay hain mughay
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naik logon mai mughay naik gina jaata hai … aor gunahgaar – gunahgaar samjhtay hain mughay
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mai tou khud biknay ko bazar mai aaya hoa hon … aor dukaandaar, khareedar samjhtay hain mughay
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mai badaltay hoay halaat mai dhal jata hon … daikhnay walay adakaar samjhtay hain mughay
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woh jo us paar hain, is paar mughay jaantay hain … yeh jo is paar hain, us paar samjhtay hain mughay
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mai tou yun chup hon kai andar se bht khaali hon . . . aor yeh loog purisraar samjhtay hain mughay
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roshni baantta hon sarhadoon ke paar bhi mai … hamwatan is liay gaddar samjhtay hain mughay
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jurm yeh hai keh in andhoon mai hon ankhoon wala … aor saza yeh hai keh sardaar samjhtay hain mughay
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laash ki trah sar-e-aab hon mai aor “shahid” doobnay walay madadgaar samjhtay hain mughay