Kyun aankh me behtay huy Ashkon ki lari hai,
Chup reh mere ham watan Qiyamat ki ghari hai.
Hota hai kuch guman sa Maidan-E-Hashr ka,
Har ik Musalman ko apni hi pari hai.
Mit jaye mera Dais ye halaat bana kar,
Atraaf ki har Qaum tamashe pe khari hai.
Phir surkh surkh hai mere Daryaon ka pani,
Lagta hai kahin khoon ki Barsaat hoi hai.
In zalimon ko jarr se mita de Ay mere RAB,
Sab hath uthao k DUAON ki ghari hai...
Pray for PAKISTAN.
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