Kocha Sakhn – Express Urdu

Ghazal
It is intended to meet elsewhere now
The place where the sky and the earth meet
If you reach the border of your denial
The signs of your existence are found there
Maybe it’s the effect of his environment, man
All his lovers also get their share
But in your separation, the heart is full of money
I only get pains from you
Who pays the visit?
When the people of the earth meet the people of heaven
Look past the terms of diligence
Hidden gems are found in the stones
There was no word on his sanctity
That is why we do not meet that idol
Sajid-e-Khusta has no energy left
Now he gets relief, enemies give him
(Sheikh Muhammad Sajid. Lahore)

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Ghazal
She does one thing in carelessness
The lens fills with vision
Butterflies come to learn delicacy from him
She who is even touched by flowers gets scared
Hibs is like this, after all the ron-e-khana
The breath comes in slow, stagnant breaths
Life is the name of that girl in love
In due course of time, it descends into the river
He knows where the rules of limitation are
Thought is a dervish, it transcends all limits
What a wonderful thing is the death of desires
Where the feet fall, where the path goes
We are the demonized bodies in which Faisal
As soon as hope is born, it dies
(Faisal Nadeem Faisal. Lahore)

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Ghazal
Do not let the wound get color
The sorrows of the times do not allow us to find something easy
As distinguished as you are, so are your sorrows
They do not allow grief in grief
If the pain increases, they become distant from you
They do not allow color in beauty
If you want to come to me, then pass through the river of fire
Indifference never allows people to meet
The confusion of hearts did not allow them to meet before
Now we are not allowed to meet the storms of life
(Anbreen Khan, Lahore)

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Ghazal
There should be no interpretation of attraction and separation
The yellow tree should not be a slave to the vine
I am overwhelmed by the sea of ​​horror
May it not be the revenge of the first love
It has ever happened that the reward of the jinn is also rejection of madness
Don’t talk to me like I did to you
This car of love is convenient for such people
All ages who have nothing else to do
That eye is faster than the moon
Pray that that sword is not useless
It is less sad that this universe of colors and smells
No one’s use, no one’s name
(Zeeshan Murtaza Paharpur, Dera Ismail Khan)

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Ghazal
Who has brightened the eyes from the dead dream
Who has incited Dharkan to die love?
The night is ruined by the spectacle of migration
The day has withered at the hour of parting
Sain teaches Farhad the manners of the jinns
And Majnu has been dead for many days
Give some reasons why there is negligence
Dead breath is hung on a pillar
Jagannavs are jealous of your face
And the Mahtab is adorned with the crown
You have come to the bathroom of a dead heart
How much kindness has been given to the deceased
I don’t trust my friends now, Ahmed
Because every moment I have been rejected by myself
(Ahmad Hijazi. Liaquatpur)

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Ghazal
What is available is less needed
The noble have little respect in the dead city
The crime I have committed is within Murray
And he has less courage to tell the crime
I think it is wrong to speak in that place
In any place, the value of dead matter is low
The support of seven people is dead, Shafi
I am less allowed to live in Kumsini
(Bilal Shafi. Jaranwala, Faisalabad)

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Ghazal
Any sorrow is increasing by the minute
That there is a growing fear of losing something
It is surprising even though you are swimming
Darkness is growing around us
Suburbs are not empty
And the river is rising beyond its limit
I am in a prison, and constantly
The guard around Murray is growing
How to save the heart in love
That when the cost is increasing every day
Everyone is welcome to turn around
From here, the danger is increasing
The truth is slowly unfolding
The relationship is growing gradually
(Haseeb Ali. Kahota)

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Ghazal
People call him a desert friend
Darya Dost was at this place earlier
The door was knocked
I thought you were my friend
The tree that you cut down
Some birds had a house on it
The wound he made was very deep
Joe was a very close friend of mine
Pain arises in the chest
Remember when that calf friend
Houses in which no one lives
Ghosts take away friends
Who will listen to my moans?
If you were a friend, someone would listen to you
We are alone in a crowded city
I wish we had a friend
If there was a wound, when would it heal?
How to fill the heart disease, friend
What is the concern when the night is dark?
The day will come tomorrow, my golden friend
The whole world has changed
You have not changed at all my friend
(Ali Rahal, Borewala, Punjab)

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Ghazal
Those who have started to love, be careful
That the respect of the family remains intact
Who are silenced in their idolatry
He also heard in his dream that he was speechless
We have forgotten our own love
“But let’s keep this between us.”
Our soul is not happy with such a body
A bird like a cage should be mischievous
I will perform the ritual of loyalty in love
That even on the Day of Judgment there will be stories on every lips
This is a plea for love, O Lord of Bilal
In hearings, call for love forever
(Bilal Akhtar. Rahim Yar Khan)

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Ghazal
My sleep has been blown away by the dream
I am yearning for the separation of my soul
That’s your walking, that’s stopping and turning around, that’s smiling
Teri Haya, Teri Ada, Shabab killed Hay
The question has been asked, God knows what the answer is
Remaining silent, but Nazar’s response made me cry
The secret of loyalty has not been revealed to anyone
That in which you have kept the photo book, Hi Mardala
What is the matter with the one who looks like four?
The wine we drank from his eyes killed him
A thousand swords and arrows came, but never in the air
The rose hit him on the side
We picked up the wallet that he had dropped and gave it to him
I received a slap, thank you
(Muhammad Kaleem Shadab. Akot, Akola District, India)

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Ghazal
What did you say we don’t love?
Illusions do not do so much sanam
We do not repeat with you
Yes, but love does not decrease
The body was a ball of sand
The head is left, so they do not bend
The night passes in memories
We do not do idle work
Dusty desire for destination
Do not deviate from the path
We are lost in your desire
They do not worry
Watch out for slips
How can I say no please?
Get a chance to clean up
Saif does not suffer so much
(Saif Ali Adeel. Islamabad)

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Ghazal
They apparently don’t do bad
Otherwise, what do you say?
We have done what we have done
God does not care
There is no such happiness
Which they don’t pay for
Look at the bright girl
Do not extinguish in this way
We are travelers
If it stops, it does not run
A thousand curses on you
What do you not do secretly?
We are the fruits of the market
Those who do not sell till evening
(Omir Azim. Tehsil Karor, District Leh)

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