Muntazir Dar
Creation of this Orab turned me as silent as grave
Paralysing painful pathos, wish to get off my chest.
Bosom buddy vipers placed me in lonesome wave
My sleepless nights seeking for rest
Oh !Loneliness call all my delights to rejoin
Jolly was my childhood no one was foe
Painful pleasure is filled with wine
Me almost asleep with my woe
