You know, I didn't get into a big accident | daily urdu poetry

 You know, I didn't get into a big accident

 When I left the Pashtun cafe

 I am Pashtun, I am compelled, Guinea, everything will be fine

 If I did not go beyond my caste

 I will never forget your cruelty in my life

 I came out of your mouth with a dry mouth

 It was as if she was a Pashtun girl of this color

 My honor is auctioned off! I didn't get up

 Whatever the heart tells me, it is easy for me to accept

 When I left the philosophy of modesty

 I'll be free to work for the world

 If I could not get your eyes off the drug

 No one will mention my name after death

 "Anjum" if poetry from a madrassa