The longing for a dying being is gone

The last wish wrapped in breath is gone🐉 The hand of Qaza has increased Goodbye towards Murree🐉 O I'tikaaf, love, worship is over🐉 Saqi, thank you for your honey-filled lips🐉 All the sweetness of Bada Kashi is gone🐉 This is how the cord of breath is broken today🐉 The distance to these destinations is too long.