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Nature Has Nothing For Itself.

River Don’t Drink Its Own Water.

Trees Don’t Eat Their Own Fruit.

Sun Doesn’t Give Heat To Itself.

Flowers Don’t Spread Fragrance For Themselves.

So Living For Others Is The Actual Philosophy Of Life.

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Nazuk Mizaaj Hai Wo Itna K Kuch Na Pocho,
Wasi,
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Suna Hai Usay Neend Nahi Aati Apni Dharkanon K Shor Se.

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Titli Jo Ek Mujh Ko Mili Thi Kitaab Mein,
Wo Apna Aks Chorr Gayi Mere Khwaab Mein,

Ab Tak Wo Mere Zehen Mein Uljah Sawaal Hai,
Shamil Rahi Jo Har Ghari Mere Nisaab Mein,

Aankhon Mein Neend Hai Na Koi Khwaab Door Tak,
Rehte Hain Hum Bhi Aaj Kal Waise Azaab Mein,

Milta Hai Gardishon Se Galey Lag K Chaand Bhi,
Aaye They Simat K Faasle Kitne Saraab Mein,

Aakhir Meri Wafa Ka Mujhe Kia Sila Mila,
Likha Na Ek Harf Bhi Usne Jawab Mein.

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Nahi Masroof Mai Itna K Wahan Ka Raasta Bholon,

“Ghalib”,

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Koi Jab Muntazir Hi Na Ho To Jana Acha Nahi Lagta.