Yaa Rab Yeh Gaya Saal
Poet: Ejaz By: Ejaz Parker, karachiHar Aankh Me Behty Huay Ashkoon Ki Lari Hay
 Chup Reh Mery Hamwatan, Qiyamat Ki Ghari Hay 
 
 Hota Hai ...Kuch Gumaa Sa Maidaan-E-Hashar Ka
 Har Aik Musalman Ko Apni Hi Pari Hay
 
 Mit Jaay Mera Dais Ye Haalaat Bana Kar 
 Atraaf Ki Har Qom Tamashay Pe Khari Hay
 
 Phir Surkh Surkh Hai Mery Daryaon Ka Pani
 Lagta Hai Kaheen Khon Ki Barsaat Pari Hay
 
 Yaa Rab Yeh Gaya Saal Na Phir Loat Kar Aay
 Yadain Sabhi Talkh Hain Toh Iis Say Juri Hay
 
 Kahin Baap Ashkbar K Baita Nahi Milta
 Kahin Baiti Hay Muntazir, Baba K Deed K
 
 Kahin Suhag Ka Rona Kahin Haalaat Ki Shiddat
 Rishton Ka Takadus Na Lahoo May Woh Hiddat
 
 Darindagi Barpa Hay Mairay Dais May Har Sou
 Khushion Ka Moyassar Nahi Ik Pal Mairay Moula
Aasar-E-Hashr Hain Yah Kayamat Ki Ghari Hay
 Har Ankh Tairay Agay Ashkbar Khari Hay
 
 Maafi K Talabgar Hain Tou Bakhsh Day Hum Ko
 Na Samajh Hain Toh Thori Si Samajh Day Hum Ko
 
 Khushion Say Bhara Abke Naya Saal Day Hum Ko
 Darakhtoon Pay Chahaktay Parindo Ki Ho Mahfil
 
 Aangan May Khailtay Hoay Bachhon Ki Sada Ho
 School May Bachchon Ko Koi Khauf Bhi Na Ho
 
 Bazar Ko Jatay Koi Dar Bhi Na Ho Dil May
 Ho Amn Ka Mahool Maray Saray Watan May
 
 Kamzoor Hain Saray Tairay Banday Mairay Maula
 Bari Sakht Imtahan Ki Ghari Aan Pari Hay
 
 Hay Dast-E-Dua Buland, Tairay Darbar May Malik
 Larzan Hain Nutq-O-Lab Ankhoon May Nami Hay
 
 Yeh Naya Saal Ho Pur Amn Ameen Ya Kareem
 Toh Daita Hay Kab Tairay Khazanoo May Kami Hay






