ایک زمین امام آحمد رضاؔ خان فاضلِ بریلویؒ حضرت پ…

Wow, what a death, O Ghous, you are above
Your step is higher than the heads of high and high

Sir, what is good, no one knows how you are.
Guardians, eyes meet, that's your sole

What is the suppressor on which your hand is of support
Your dog doesn't bring a lion in danger.

Why aren't you Husseini, Husseini?
O ' Khizar, your glass is the Majma of Bahrain.

He makes you feed by giving oaths and makes you drink
Dear Allah, your lover is yours

Saw the shadow of Mustafa's body without shadow
The one who saw my life, your light is beautiful.

Congratulations to the son of Zahra on the power of power
May the Almighty find your desire, my bridegroom

Why don't you swear that you are the son of Abi Al-Qasim
Why don't you have the power that you have the master

Nabawi is the one who is the one who is the one who
Beautiful flower is beautiful, your fragrance is beautiful

Prophet's Zil Alvi Bridge Batooli Manzil
Beautiful moon is beautiful, your light is beautiful

Nabavi Khur Alvi Mountain Batuli Madin
Beauty Lal Hussaini is your manifestation

The city of Bahar and Bar and the city of Kuri, the beautiful desert and the moon.
Which point does your claim not reach?

Beauty of intention never commits mistake again
I have tested you one and two.

I don't have any patience in the thirst of my life.
My eyes look at your path, O God of mercy.

Death is of sins, the shell of dirt
Come year, go and wash your thirsty bath

When he comes, he says and I am dismissed.
The dust should be yours and the light of light is yours

Life will go away, this is the doomsday
That your view is on death here

I have a relationship with you from door to door and from sag
Your string is far away in my neck too

Those who are with this sign are not killed.
Till the Day of Resurrection, your patta will remain in my neck.

Swear by my fate Sagan Baghdad
I am also in Hind, so I will keep your guard.

The signs of your honor, O my honor
Oh sad, so that your disgrace is disgraced.

Bad, thief, criminal and useless
Oh, how is she, you are your Karima

Even if someone says I'm disgraced, it's like this
That's not the same, that's your disgrace.

Hey Raza, don't be like this, you don't win or not
O Lord, every door of life is yours.

I am the pride of the Prophet, Raza, another poem of Rafi.
Let's write your face in the praise of God

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Ahmed Raza
I am the one who is the one who is the one who is the one

You are that Ghous or every Ghous is yours.
You are the one who is thirsty and every one is thirsty for you

The sun was shining of the flames, it shines and drowns.
Your mercy is always on the light of light.

All the roosters speak, they keep quiet after speaking.
Yes Asil, you will remain a new sunshine

Those who were Qabul or have been later or will be
Everyone has respect in my heart, O my Lord, your

By the way, they say the kings of Sareefin and Harim
There is no one like you

What is the connection with you and the status of the door
Who is your servant, your servant?

All the Aqtabs of the world go around the Kaaba.
The Ka ' bah does your tawaf of the door.

And there are moths that are sacrificed on the Kaaba.
You are the only candle that the Kaaba is your promise

No matter how many trees you grow.
Forgiveness of flower, whose blossomed you?

You are the Noshah, this whole garden makes us cry.
I have brought your support to the world.

The branches roam, the happiness is on the enthusiasm.
Bubbles swings and sings your support.

Songs of Kalis, Ghazals of thousands.
Your star is ringing in the makers of the garden

In every tree there is a salute to you
The branches bow down and play your bow.

Which garden does not have any fear of Bihari crop
In which way did you not get your blessings

In which moon's destination your light is shining.
In which mirror's house your light is not there

In which city do not your servants rule?
From which canal does the river not take your river

Chisht and Bukhara, Iraq and Ajmer
On which ship did you not rain?

And we are loved, yes, but not all are the same.
This is how every lover is yours

Hundreds of people should be covered in disgrace
If you want to get down after getting tired, you will get down.

Necks bowed down, heads were sold, hearts returned.
Kashif Saq, where is it today? It was your step.

Whose footsteps are the crown of Arfa?
The one whom the head bends, whose foot is yours?

Those who are in the excitement of thanks, how will they know you?
Ask the senses of Khizar about your status

A man does it on his own situation.
The drunkards have taken out your thanks.

They want to say small that they are under the control of their own
And your star is higher than every step

The heart of prayer is the smoke of sharp salt.
May your fault be sprinkled a little more

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Peer Naseer
Honorable beloved Miran Sheikh Sayeed Abdul Qadir Jilani

King of Baghdad! Your words are always high
Why not be the master of ascension, Baba is yours

Your lips and tone are like this, O Sura
Your face is like a royal city.

Nabawi Zaw Ali Rang Batuli Aifat
Your beautiful beauty is beautiful

After getting the essence of Shabar and Shabir, Tarikib.
What happened to you Nasabi, your color is double

Hid in front of him, like a missing person
Your glow on the death of poverty

In this way, all the people of the world died
But no one found you

Who could find the position of Makhda except you
Your high status is special to you

All the moon has gone to the door of Den Vilayat.
Dear, this is the father of Syeda Zahra! Yours

I am not yours till the end of the day.
The truth is that every promise is yours, O king.

The father of the grave of Afzal is on you.
Your coin is beneficial.

Which series did you not define?
In which garden your face did not shine

Your residence is in the closeness
The pure air of the throne is your problem

The barat of stars descends on your mind.
Sometimes I bring your face in the picture.

Even the colors of the people of color flew away in front of you
I have made your colorless.

You are the bridegroom of Vilayat that Ba Aijz and Niaz
Guardians recite your revival in every era.

Asifia are the destinations of your Ghaus-e-Kubri.
We are the people of the world, we protect you.

In beauty, in knowledge and knowledge, in Messiah
There is no sani O heart of Zehra! Yours

O Joseph Yaqoob, the soul and the heart are killed!
If I could see your face Zalekha

Look at the style of Sayeed Laulak
Prophets don't kiss your forehead on the Day of Resurrection

The happiness of the son of Ajabat is due to the passion of lips.
Even your demand doesn't get rid of it

He has completed the king of unity
A little bit of your slip from Kassal

What you said by being the protector of Allah
You don't have any claim by your own will.

Jada Rushd, every street of your city
He is the door of Faiz and that ifta is yours

Your light is a symbol of worship
Your glow is the mirror of the jealousy

You have torn the heart of the dark devil
Son of Zehra! This is your change, this is your heart

You are the man of the Almighty and you are the immortality of the Almighty
Whether we remain or not, your name will remain

There are some maliks, who are made by power.
The one who plays your sting on fame

Traders have the desire to end up in the world.
You are in control of the human heart

All the cleaners of peace are shaken.
Qadri, the river that rides on the high

By God, in the country of Vilayat, after rasalat.
The time till the Day of Resurrection is yours

They were the happiest of luck who found it
My heart is like a golden one.

Your passion is because of pride for wisdom.
Your provision is for pure minds.

I am a slave and you are the master, I am a questioner, you are the Karim
This is my relationship in the eternity, this is yours

On order, the candle's lobe should turn the direction of the storm.
When I found your signal from a lion, I fought with a lion

You are the sign of the Ummah that is the place of the world
Your old man sings to blossom

There was a grief of the message in the heart of desire.
Your seal of honour has become the seal of honor.

Why didn't they sit at your doorstep and wash them
The one who has the respect, can take your trust

His fate is his, his karma is on him, his attitude is on him
In whose eyes are your court

Why don't the angels fill the stars and ask for Him
That beautiful garden which comes when you call me

Give me a place in your street or not to go anywhere
From your door, this is an old man.

This is not less than any respect to me.
If people say I am disgraced by you

On which the doors of the creatures are closed
The one at the end of your door knocks

His relationship is due to the peace of Sabz Gunbad
Why don't you love your shrine again

Be it a grave or a bridge or a bridge or a mizan of Amal
May your shadow remain on the heads of our slaves.

He never goes astray from the right path.
The one who is in front of you is yours

Chashmi Umi is away from the sight of Kaif.
The one who has an eye stare at your path

Alas, some of the low eyes of the low eyes.
They are so angry that your star is high.

The power of power has made you beautiful.
I will spoil you with a million heads.

You don't care if someone becomes yours or not
Shah Batha your Allah Almighty is yours

Can anyone stop the sun from rising
Your talk is a rising Khurshid

It is impossible to travel in two places.
Either you remain of the world or someone else or yours

May the blessings of your prayers remain with you forever.
Your name never remains deadly.

The body of deeds is not waste, for God's sake cover it.
That your fault is hidden in the mind of the Muslim

The night of disgrace has surrounded me too
I am also waiting for you in the morning

The one who said in the world, he is my Ghous.
He will also be called yours in the day of judgment

When I saw you in my dream, I woke up once.
What is the fate that I saw your light

I have given knowledge, I have given the name of the propaganda
I have a favor on nothing, what have you done?

The arrow is useless if you have a strong bow.
My name is mine but all your work is yours