Sunday, April 3, 2022

Khubsurt ghazal Pottery and good work.lovely poetry

            Khubsurt  Ghazal


Don't let thirst quench your thirst

 O man!  Don't kill me your need

 The process of rewarding happens

 Don't let love kill you after us

 So don't get me wrong

 Don't let this conversation of yours kill you

 Let them burn and watch them

 Do not kill these disbelievers out of hatred

 Don't say we don't meet for life

 Then think, don't make any difference to us

 Then the tide of time turned

 We were afraid lest he should kill us

 People say that patience is the sweet fruit

 Wait, wait, listen, don't be in a hurry

 That is why I could not be equal to you



 I thought this fame would not kill me

 Definitely go see it

 Then I got scared so as not to surprise me

 Not everyone has their own way of life

 Don't kill me anywhere

 Closer to home

 In fact, I have been through word relationships

 They are happy in themselves, everyone has their own grief

 I am helpless with my own, with others

 Pharaoh also covered himself with the robe of Moses

 Something new has happened to me now

 Those who believe in God through power

 I have rebelled against such false gods

 Noman who spreads hatred in this country

 Now I have come across some such winds

 Ghazals were written on my face

 Her eyes saying lion



 I want it

 But can't show respect

 I love this body of yours

 Can't pollute in the name of love

 No matter how successful the disciple is

 Now he can't compete with Murshid

 Ali is also needed to know Ali

 Now not everyone can do Ali Ali

 By supporting Yazid

 Can't betray the family of Muhammad

 I myself am serious

 I am a joke to the world

 Everyone would read me

 When I have deep secrets

 I forgot too

 How can i remember someone

 By the way, I'm drunk

 Still, I'm very sad

 I am very worried about you

 I am free from other worries



 If you die, someone's name will be on your lips

 There will be mourning somewhere, there will be mourning


 Someone will cry, remember and be faithful

 Someone's lips will be full of happiness


 Take the wealth in your hands that someone will find

 We will not meet, the price will not be ours


 It will be less when Shabab-e-Ulfat falls on someone

 It will be painful to remember, it will be a common thing


 The sinking ship can still be crossed

 The throne of these ignorant rulers can be overthrown

 They cannot be overthrown

 But their rule can be denied

 If not necessary, we also cut the Hajj and extinction

 Someone else can be adopted in your place

 This is your sense of self

 Why entangle them in them, even if they can be burned

 Some ignorant people are united and understand

 That I can defeat Dana

 Although nothing special about his style

 But still the state of the heart can be heard

 Something that came to mind

 Not once but repeatedly


 I had forgotten all the injuries of the heart

 That is when the wound healed


 The conspiracy of that time, the oppression of their own

 Nothing, just a memory


 Someone tell me to go to Sahib

 As he walked, he came here looking for it


 Aamir's commitment to victory now

 When is it time to go?


 He looked in the mirror and left with his face


 How proud he was not to give his heart to Sahib


 Do not hit the messenger with your hand


 It's not his fault, it was my fault


 The weak jinn were far away from the heat


 There must have been a short desert in one house


 O wow, don't be careless, otherwise


 Every piece of stone was like a heart


 The lesson is to heat the electricity now in its name


 That is the heart whose nickname was Sabur


 Asad fitna awaits in every color


 The butterfly was the manifestation of the candle


 Probably died looking at your face


 The scale was the full moon of the night


 Heaven is waiting for the arrows of your sword


 The essence of taste was Jalwa Mojgan Hur


 Sixth after Hassan Ghamza's temptation


 The people of Jaffa are comfortable after me


 No one was able to get the job


 The downfall took place after me


 When the candle goes out, smoke rises from it


 The flame of love became black after me


 There is blood in the heart of the dust


 Needy Hina after me with her nails


 Don't go to Johar Baidad


 The eye is proud, angry with me after me


 Goodbye to the jinn and the people of jinn


 Chalk is separated from the poor after me


 Who is the male Afghan rival in love?


 Repeated prayers on the lips of the butler after me



 I die of grief that there is no one in the world


 May he offer his condolences and mercy after me


 Bexi has come to weep over love


 Whose house will the flood go after me?


 There was a veil of my heart in my eyes


 Arbab Riya lives safely after me


 The bouquet of friends was closed


 My comrades scattered after me

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