Urdu Poetry About Mother of a Martyr.

In Maanon ki azmat ko Salam

Jo is watan per apne bete qurban karte hain

Iss dunya-e-faani main koi gunah bhi kisi ko nahi deta

Phir yeh kase itna ala zarf kam karte hain

Nau omeri main olad ko door ker dana

Judai main iss ka roote rehna

Tamam dukh o dard akale sehna

old-mother-pakistan

Phir yeh kase itna ala zarf kam karte hain

Betae ka hath main khilona ki jaga bandooq a gye

Zindage main iss ka maqsad ki roshne chah gye

Maan ka Judai ka gham ko khushi chupah gye

Olad ki khushi main wo her kushi pa gye

Aye jo madan-e-jung se sada kisi ki

Watan na manga hai Khon-e- wafa ko

Iss Dais ki her eik maan khare ho ker ya kaha

Ja beta dekha da jazba hussani dushman ko

Zindagi ka rung kuch tabdeel ho gaye

Kushi ka rung kuch mand ho gaye

Madan-e-jung se eik khbar jo aye

Daimi moat tere beta na hai paye

Hone na di iss mati ki ruswai

Tamam golian hain apne sena pe khain

Phir eik sakoot sa cha gaya

Asman ko bhi rona a gaya

Phir eik larzte hoee awaz aye

Mera beta tu hayat-e-jawadani pa gaya

Hilali perchum ko sena se lagya uss na

Shaheed ki mait pa eik bi ansoo na bahya uss na

Her saans main yeh frmya uss na

Soo beta iss watan per qurban yeh azam dorha uss na

Shukar rab ka ada ki uss na

Amar rabe samaj ker sajda rawan ki uss na

Iss watan ka koi kuch bigar nahi sakta

jiss main tuj jase maeen hote hain

Sepahe madan main larta zaroor hai

Uss ki taqat maan ki dowan hote hain

Aa dushman tu dekh iss borhya ki himat

Iss dais ka khilaf  sochna ki ker na zehmat

Yeh iss zameen per Allah ki khas rehmat hai

Yahan ki her eik Shamim eik Naeem beja gi

Written By

Naeem Mumtaz




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