دن بھر کی عطشؔ دھوپ کو دامن میں سمیٹے میں شام کے …

Khawaja Riazuddin Atsh was born on 4 March 1925 in a historic city near Patna.
Atsh belonged to a literary family. He started saying poetry at a young age. He also wrote songs for films in Dhaka. He lived in East Pakistan till 1971, but became Bangladesh. After he migrated again and came to Pakistan. He worked in WAPDA in Lahore for some time and later moved to Saudi Arabia. In 1983 he returned to Pakistan.
Atsh died in Chicago on January 8, 2001 and was destroyed there.
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Don't know what will happen if the opponent's wine is given
If they will take false oath again, then what will happen
I will consider your indifference as a style.
What will happen if the evening is long
I have spent my whole life in the sun of Jafa.
If we will suffer in the name of loyalty, then what will happen to the grief?
Right now, we are being tortured.
What will happen if there is no ground under steps
I am afraid of the dry words of Zahid
What will happen if the garden of Arm has become a mirage
These Zahadan's with their own waves
If they are extinguishing the lamp of Haram, then what
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No clouds covered, no clouds passed.
Now sawan also passed burning in the bitter sunshine
O ' the head of the path, sometimes the stars will break down
Or the shadow of a moon passed away
We kept lighting the lamps of love every moment
He passed by extinguishing every candle of ritual and ritual
We pass away from every era like this
A tear passed away from a heart.
I wonder how many faces have to change
My life has passed and I have passed a spectacle.
The rotation of the feet of the life of the life of Tehri
The desert has never passed the Sehra