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Liaquat Ali Khan Start to till at end hostory Nawabzada Liaquat Ali Khan (Næʍābzādāh Liāqat Alī Khān about this sound pay attention (assist·statistics),Urdu: لیاقت علی خان‎; born October 1895 – sixteen October 1951), broadly known as Shaheed-e-Millat (Urdu: شہید ملت‎ Martyr of the nation), changed into one of the main founding fathers of Pakistan, statesman, legal professional, and political theorist who've become and served due to the fact the first pinnacle Minister of Pakistan; similarly, he also held cupboard portfolio because the primary overseas, defence, and the frontier areas minister from 1947 until his assassination in 1951.Allegations have been pointed in the direction of the involvement of Afghan monarch Zahir Shah and the usa authorities in his assassination, even though this claim has now not merited any giant evidence.Prior to that, he in quick tenured because the first finance minister in the interim government led via its Governor trendy Mountbatten. He bec

poetry daily, URDU

          Chooryaan hath mein thin

         aur hathon mein uska haath b tha

          sham-e-tanhayi bhi thi

          rung aur noor ki barsaat b thi

          mosamon ka junoon urooj per tha

         dharkanon per b ikhtiyar na tha

        uski madhosh nigahon mein talab pyar ka tha

        kaanpte hathon se uske shugufta hathon mein

       choorhyaan mujhse na pehnayi gayin

       haan mager hath ghayal ho hi gaye

      usne nazerein jhuka kar itna hi kaha

      jayiye aapse nahi bolti

     aapse itna bhi nahi hota..

poetry daily urdu

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     Judai se mara wo bhi nhi min bhi nhi.
    Dono insan hen khuda wo bhi nhi min bhi nhi.
   
   Wo mujhe or min use ilzam dete hen magar.
   Apne andar jhankta wo bhi nhi min bhi nhi.

   Zamane ne kar diya dono min peda ikhtlaaf.
   Warna fitrat ka bura wo bhi nhi min bhi nhi.

   Mukhtalif simton min dono ka safar jari raha.
   Aik lamhe ko ruka wo bhi nhi min bhi.

    Chahte dono bht hen aik dusre ko magar.
    Ye haqiqat manta wo bhi nhi min bhi nhi.

love poem

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    Din nikle to soch alag.
   Sham dhale wajdan alag.
   Umeed alag,
   Aas alag,
   Sukoon alag,
   Tufan alag,

   Tashbeeh don to kis se?
   K tere husn ka har rang alag.
   Neel alag,
   Zamrad alag,
  Yaqoot alag,
   Marjaan alag,

   Teri ulfat k taqaze bhi.
   Ajab andaz k the.
   Iqrar alag,
   Takrar alag,
   Tazeem alag,
   Farman alag,

   Agar sath nhi de sakte.
  To bant do yakjan lamhe.
   Masroor alag,
   Nidhal alag,
   Purkaif alag,
  Pareshan alag,

   Waqt-e-rukhsat jab.
   Alwida ka lafz kehne laga.
   Ansu alag,
   Muskan alag,
   Betab alag,
   Haijan alag,

  Jab chor gya tab.
  Dekha apni ankhon ka rang.
  Hairan alag,
  Pasheman alag,

short poem

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