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Hashtag Kalakar

Sawal & Corona

Hashtag Kalakar

Sep 28, 2022

1 min read

By Mohammed Aslam Mohammed Rafique Shah

***Sawal***

Desh ye aazad hai, Kya Mai bhi aazad hoon

Gar yehi hai ram rajya fir to Mai bhi shad hoon

Parbaton ki kil hai is gagan k tale

Ram ka ye rajya hai to kisi ka ghar fir kyon jale

Ram be dhobi k ek bat ko bhi tala nahi

Tumne unke naam ko Dil me kyon dala nahi

Peet Kar kamzor ko keh Diya tu Sher hai

Jo boya wo katega bas kuchh pal ki hi to der hai

Gar yahan hai koi chor , tab hi to qanoon hai

Muflison ko marne ka kaisa ye junoon hai…

***CORONA***

Ye CORONA nahin Narazi hai

Na Ram khush Hain , na Rab Razi hai

Sach hi kehte Hain k har Shai me hai uski Qudrat

Jo ye Jang Jeet le wohi gaazi hai

Ab bhi hai waqt hum sab ko sambhalna hoga

Warna Yoon hi ek duje se hi darna hoga

Us ne pal bhar me hi dunya ko qaid Kar dala

Ab bhi nahi jage to bin aawaz k Rona hoga

Zindagi hai k ek azab hai aaj

Har taraf khauf hai, izterab hai aaj

Khuli fizaon se Kal tak to raunaqe dam tha

Wahi hawayen ab kharab hai aaj

Yoon to har simt hai waba faili

Ghar se nikalne ko insan betab hai aaj

Kal jo kehte the k Pina nahi sahi Aslam

Un k hathon me bhi sharab hai aaj...

By Mohammed Aslam Mohammed Rafique Shah

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