ਜਾਚ ਮੈਨੂੰ ਆ ਗਈ ਗ਼ਮ ਖਾਣ ਦੀ

O woe! The sky is thin, listless.
O woe! The stars are withered, extinguished.
O woe! The winds are still, dead.
O woe! The world is inhabited by graves.
O woe! Today, words have become stone.
O woe! Again and again, my heart swells, bursts, melts.
O woe! Do not ever become like me.
O woe! The waters of love are poisonous,
O woe! The road is long and harsh,
O woe! And ankle deep in thorns.
O woe! You are robbed of everything here.
O woe! Even death is not for you.
O woe! The songs of love are bitter today.
O woe! But sweet is this poison, sweet


One of the best by Batalvi.

shiv janaab

ਬਹੁੱਤ ਸੁੰਦਰ ਰਚਨਾਵਾਂ ਜੀ

ਸ਼ਿਵ ਕੁਮਾਰ ਬਟਾਲਵੀ hats off

awesome