Mr. J O H N
To others
Then I realized why God hates polytheists
# She goes out into the street now with her grandchildren.She disappears until I put on my #glasses.
"I always said that no one dies for anyone, that's all there is to it, because I have never seen anyone die for anyone, but now that it has come to me, I understand that death is not death. And man does not really die, but man's heart dies, his joys die, yes man does not really die because there is a fixed time of death and that death does not cause as much pain as in the life before death It hurts to die.
Uncertainty is uncertainty
Connected and parted
Which could not be passed from us
We have lived that life
This floor of the heart is not worthy of you, but
Let me make some arrangements
He knew this too late
That, I only speak to him
Once a calf is not found again
No one gets the whole thing
It also comes out in the form of expression
The person who does not get the support of words
Think about drowning first
Not every body finds its way to the river
This heart of thought is again ready for love
There is no loss in love every time
Why would people call us in a rhetoric?
You don't get a star from anyone
How did that city feel about its place?
Not a single person is found by us
Poetry is a lie, love is a myth.
Whatever the excuse for survival.
Take a look around
Your veil, even if your distance is required by the circumstances.
What good is a web site if it simply "blends in" with everything else out there?
Yes, you are innocent and we are disgraced.
We will come knocking at your door
If you do not find the style of the poor, even if the cup of sight.
He is often unaware of my pain
Even though he is my benefactor, even though he knows my pain.
So much so that we have to endure separation
We also have some strong hearts, let's just say a little ...
We finally became Moses in your love
Not miraculously, even if it is your appearance ...The arrows that hit me are also your gift
You thought we were in hatred ...
Let something be an excuse for worship
Even if there is no fear, even if there is grief
O Sanam, what happens to the means of connection?
That is what is acceptable to God
No survivor no survivor survivor
Asking what happens on the night of Hajj
I am not afraid of ineffective drains
Tell me now, then see what happens
Why don't you compare it with Zulf, Aashiq Tsar
The real night is called Hajj
Do not be arrogant, we are his servants too
Prostrates worship idols who are God
He is the lightning in the kingdom of the world
The crown of the head is imprinted with humility
The heart of the river will be the ocean !!!
Be faithful, give me the honor of being unfaithful
Just give the blessing of loneliness instead of worship
I tell you the pain of virtual love
So introduce me to true love
This head will bow in prostration on the same condition
The heart desires to appear before God
If it is dust, then turn it into dust
If I am a fire, give me more rain
I want to build a mountain
Hold hands for a few moments
You were in charge of writing my good deeds
O angels, now testify to my love
I drank a couple of cups from Saqi Kausar
O Saba, give me access to Shah Najaf
Here I say Lord, hear me on the throne
Let him take my name and hear me on the floor
.Ishq Kooh Qaf Makin drove me crazy
O my Lord, deliver me from this love
That's why my eyes don't get red.
A night that never fails.
Now age, no weather, no way to turn around,
This heart does not go away but imaginary ..
Ask him out well if he is no longer absorbed in the connection.
Nothing about you is avoided ..
Come on, let someone come and take care of your pain,
We do not manage this estate ..
We used to feed you with flowers that were in the heart,
Now the evening is not free from the same pain ..We will die then the matter will be settled,
No opinion is taken from you ..
Nuce
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