Its True
Poet: Hukhan By: Hukhan, karachiKhuab Muntazir Tere Hain
Neend Krwaton Mein Lipti Hai
Kae Pehar Yunhi Guzar Gae Hain
Chand Jhankta Hai Kbhi
Badal Yun Tou Bohat Gehre Hain
Jo Teri Rifaqat Ka Hasil Rahen
Un Sa'aton Ko Roz Ginte Hain
Roz Sochte Hain Jurm Apna
Roz Khud Ko Hi Koste Hain
Yeh Jo Razdar Si Hai Tanhai
Gale Lag K Hame Thapakti Hai
Sunati Hai Bholi Bisri Kahaniyan Sari
K Log Bichar Jaen Phir Bhi Milte Hain
Kuch Der Tou Tm Bhi So Lo
Kuch Der Ham Bhi Sote Hain
Umid Ankhon Pe Hath Rakh K
Hamen Nae Subha K Qise Sunati Hai
Dil Nashad Sab Ki Sunta Hai
Nae Din Mein Phir Tum Milo Ge
Yehi Sochta Hai
Hm Bhi Dabe Paon Tjhe Dhondhne
Nendon Mein Ja Utarte Hain
Ankhon Ki Chilmanon Mein Phir
Khuab Kahin Kismisate Hain
Phir Ankh Khulti Hai Ain Nisf Shab
Phir Teri Rah Mein Thak K Choor Yeh Sab Khuab Mere
Khamshi Se Bain Krne Lagte Hain
Khuab Muntazir Tere Hain
Bus Khuab Mein Hi Ajao
Mere Rat Jage Kehte Hain
You Cant Suppress The Voices
Their Hearts Grew So Fearless And Bold
They Bleed But With A Smile
You Can Vacate A Piece Of Land
But Their Faith Is Ever Increasing
Giving Others A Lesson Of Steadfastness
Melting Hearts Everywhere With A Glance
But The Hearts Of Oppressors, Weak And Fearful
Reckoning On Their Weapons N Technologies
Hiding Behind Their Lies And Devil
Waiting To Unleash A New Era Of Evil
A Man Hollowing A Wall To Provide Food To Hungry
And The Oppressors Bulldozing Patients And Injured
Killing Little Babies Like Innocent Angels
Yet Half The World Seems Blind Whats Right And Who Is Wrong
With Tied Hands And Empty Stares
Stony Hearts And Caring Only For Their Shares
Just Wait And Watch Till The Tables Turn
If You Ignite A Fire So Wild Rest Assured To Be Burnt
