my world
of ali
malangs
cosmic peace
your wealth
your fame
your gain
i want none
of these
my god
is the god
of the poor
the beggar
the homeless
the hopeless
is a god i please
this world
an illusion
muslim killing
muslim infected
by a sectarian
disease worse
than a madness
like rabies
with your
worldly dreams
a dam madar malang
i am not at ease
your love your
affection
my only fees
carrying her
kerchief
i came
to Hyderabad
to store your tears
as images
of your emotional
angst pain
leaving my imprint
on your dahleez
a beggar poet
a speck of dirt
nacheez
siwae ghame
hussain
zindagi main
kuch nahi azeez
sada salamat
rahein maula
ke sadke main
apke bachhe
apki virasat
adab tehzeeb
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