Poet Name: Azra Abbas

ye dimagh sota hi rahta hai maile malgaje kapdon ki gathri ek unghta hua kahil vajud nashshe ki aadat se

ye sab kuchh andhere men hi hota hai bahut se auzar aur na-malum haath ek andheri kothari men qaid koi

tumhen yaad hai mohabbat ki akhiri rusumat ke dauran tanhai ke ek jangal men main ne tumhen mohabbat ka akhiri

ek avaz girti hai zamin par phir pursa deti hain aurten pursa dete hain mard pursa dete hain bachche jo

bazigar apna qad unche karne vaale juute pahanta hai vo nashe men bazigari dikhata hai us ke juute itne unche

din guzarte hain din kaise guzarte hain yuun to sab hi din guzar jaate hain jo zinda hain vo to

ek nazm likhna bahut asan hai ek kaghaz aur qalam hona chahiye aur dimagh aur ek dil aur vo lafz

ise vahi janta hai jis ne ek bachcha jana ho ya use janm dene se pahle baha diya ho donon

vo aati hai roz mere bahut qarib mujhe sahlati hai gudgudati hai utho… utho… main hairat aur khushi se use

agar mujhe ek zindagi aur mil jaae to main apne safar ko apne asbab ke saath bandh kar rakhkhun ek