Matter of Heart

By bringing the matter of heart to the lips, we still suffer the pain. 

We had heard that there are also heart people in this settlement. 

Sawana's month passed season changes, 

But tears flow in these soaked eyes. 

One is not a big accusation that we call a stroller, 

The heart of the world says more to others. 

For the sake of which the city also left for which it became infamous, 

Today he lives with us from the begona-begana. 

The person who had just passed through Chak-e-Geraaban, 

That awake junk is called 'zlib' - 'zlib'

A flower

A flower tied with a green ribbon in the sunlight leaves. 

Gazal's tone is new, neither told nor heard. 

Who took the wind now, it was verkah the book of the heart, 

Wherever the tears were erased, somewhere, the tears were written. 

Cutting several miles of sand, some lilies were blossomed, 

Some tree is dying of thirst, standing near the river. 

I made a lot of punishment for the punishment, 

Mira's heart, like the bride's hand, is composed of the henna 

The same city is the same path, the same house and the same lan, 

But ask this valley, what happened to the tar pomegranate. 

The same place which was the place of the moon of two hot spots, 

There will be a stroke on the face of a forgery, but it will be suppressed.

Once you come

How mercy the message 

path covered become pollen 

sing soul of wire 

Anurag full frenzy melody 

take tears they Pkhar path 

that you come once

In the moment of laughing, the humid Nayan was 

washed away by the lips, the bushes were 

looted in life, and the 

accumulated 

vigilance eyes gave all the 

time that you should come once 

Pen, today their jai bol

The unlimited number of small lamps, one of the 
storms in the storm, the 

day after the burning of the fire, 
never asked, not open the mouth. 

Pen, write about his glory today. 
Drink with red flames, 

spewing a hundred lightness directions, 
whose nervous, the battle cry 

is Earth yet Dole. 
Pen, write about his glory today
. 
Blind blazers hit, 
what is history is poor,
 
Sakhi is the glory of her, the 
sun, the moon, the geography, the astro 

Pen, write about his glory today.

Vows of Arjuna

During that time, he felt trembling with anger, 
as if the ocean was asleep by the velocity of the wind. 

Mukal-Baal-Ravi-Sam Lal became stranded in the Jwal, 
what was his anger in the supplements? 

Era-eye, who was still full of water, 
now killed by fury; 

Surely the water of Arunima-Mittal Anal was born, it was a jwala, 
then the water of sight was burnt away. 
I am 

fulfilling the promise that I will fulfill my promise, and I will fulfill my work. 
Those who laugh at a child with treachery, now 

they will see the enemy , the bereaved, the ocean-mug. 
Due to the demise of Abhimanyu-Dhan, which is due to the original, due to 
our heart, which is 

the force , that Khal Jaaidrath death in the world is now the essence,
Ru'ar is the gate of hell for the uncontrollable bus. 

Although not appropriate that death is a punishment for 
death , but there is no punishment in the world more than death. 
So tomorrow, 

if I do not kill the lowly, I will tell you the truth , I will never hold the weapon again. 
It is said to say more or less, it is the love of Partha that is, this is the 

witness listening Sun, Shashi, Anal, Ambar, Mahi. 
Before sunset, 
if I kill yadruddha tomorrow, I swear I myself will burn water.

Bapu

Worldly worshipers who have come to worship Lord Tilak, 
Roli, and flowers, 

I have worshiped them 
! So far from the coals. 

Angar, Vibhushan, 
who come to drink their electricity 
, the 

consciousness is filled in the flame of the sleeping crests . 
His crown, which dissolves, with lightest 
hunkers, 

flashes the light, 
whose rosary is in the world . 

The warrior's warriors 
who become stunning, 

they are not intense , they do not give the 
answer to poison poison. 

Angar necklace is theirs, those who 
hear their time stop, 

where the orders are given, 
history bends over.

Sweet heart! Holi festival has come

Sweet heart! Holi festival has come! 
Laughing with joy, 
singing 
joy, 

celebrating the heart has become a festival, today- Sanjan 
! Holi festival has come! 
She has come to make us laugh! 
Sweet heart! Holi festival has come! 

Similar excuses 
Take singing momentarily 
take caresses makes life miserable 
fire fun taking 

my beloved! Holi festival has come! 
She has come to burn the world! 
Sweet heart! Holi festival has come! 
The coloring of 

honey in the rainy 
particles of puberty, the rule of the 
season , has come 
Holi! 

She has come to burn us! 
Sweet heart ! Holi festival has come! 
Bloody and brutal 
battle-Mrkr- 

Mdkr M-Sonit the ocean 
could not find Today- 
nectars that we did! 

Sweet heart! Holi festival has come!
Sweet heart ! Holi festival has come ! 
Hail youth ! 

The flow of life! 
The echoing moam is 
flying 

in the sky, the glitter is in the world 
! Holi festival has come!