sukun-e-dil gaya nazron se sab qatare gae
chaman mein khilte hue jab se phul mare gae

hawa-e-maut zara der kya idhar aai
ki mere hath se ud kar mere ghubare gae

ye kaisi karbala barpa hui peshawar mein
lahu mein dube hue mere bachche mare gae

unhen hi martaba milta hai ja ke jannat mein
husul-e-ilm ki khatir jo jaan ware gae

chaman ujadne walo tumhein khuda samjhe
tumhein na aai haya phul to hamare gae

rahega yaad hamein aane wali naslon tak
wo naqsh-e-pa jo yahan khun se ubhaare gae

salam mera 'azim' un shahid bachchon ko
jo apni jit ki khatir bhi jaan haare gae