azra-abbas

Khaali Bench

ek vaqt aisa aaega

ki main

ye sab bhuul jaungi

us vaqt ki sangini bhi

jis men mera dil

ek gadhe dukh se bhar gaya tha

aur main

us safed bench ki tarah rah jaungi

jo khali padi hai

is irade se ki main

us par baithun

aur aage dekhun

aage jahan paani ke qatre

khaam maal ki tarah pade hain

hava ka libas banne ke liye

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