Phir khayal aata hai, Jee uthein hum usi kabr se,
Jis mein tamaam apne, Kafan sil dafan kar gaye,
Siskiyan bhar cheekhte rahe, Sareaam raah bhar,
Kisi ne bhi dard na suna, Behte aansu na ponche,
Rote rahe,Vo muthi-dar-muthi mitti bharte rahe !
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