Bhool janay ka tu bus ik bahana hoo ga
Ke behr toor usay yaad tu aana hoo ga

Koi mosam ho’ mehktaa rahay, shadaab rahay
Apney aankhon ko kanwal aisa banana hoo ga

Band muthii se joo ur jaate hai kismat key pari
Is hatailii main koi chaid puranaa hoo ga

Aablay paaon key mehkain tu mager dard na dain
Dasht main rait ker zarooon ko batanaa hoo gaa

Zaveyae us key nigahoon kay baray qaatil hain
Saamney us ke bhut sooch ke jaana hoo ga

Ghaoo kitna bhii purana hooo, bahr haal usay
Kachay mosam key shararat se bachana hoo ga

Haath likhnay pe misr, khoof zamanay ka
Pair pe naam koi likh ke metaana hooo ga

Regards,
Sardarzada

__________________
God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife....