ساقی یہ تیرے بس میں ہے دے جام یا نہ دے جھوٹا مگر…

The name was Abul Hasan and Takhlis Jermany, whereas he was famous from Jermany Muhammad Abadi-04 / February 1903, Mohammadabad was born in the town of Azamgarh district. Initially Samari Ghaziuri then Riyadh Khairabadi and then Arzo Lucknowi Took correction on the word. The poetry collection of crime ' flame colours ' ' Bahar Ajam ' ' Ar Nazar ' and ' Firdous Nazar ' are mentioned but there is no mention of their collection of Qaid and Salam and Noah. Crime Muhammad Abadi 15 / Janvi died in Muhammadabad on 1980 –
Regardless of the poems and admiration of the Jermany Muhammad Abadi, the wealth of wealth is nothing less. In the city of Calcutta, for a long time, from their stories, where their lives were killed in the gathering, there are salutes in the gathering, from the ritual of Marthey and Noah. Eyes used to be dizzy. But today a large number of Urdu is unknown to their Qays and Salam and Noah. The collection of Jermay Sahib's Qalid is called ′′ Firdous Sukhan ′′ and the title of his book ′′ Dastan-e-Karbala ′′ Exists from.
Selected words on the death anniversary of Jermay Muhammad Abadi
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What do you know about the method of failing love?
You are so far away from this, what do you know?
You are far away from the world of sorrow, what do you know?
Why do you sigh? What do you know?
Wounds of heart and disease are increasing
What do you know how to become a sore?
The storm of life is about to end.
What do you know why it pains Kafoor?
Love has broken the torture of the heart.
You are a thief with the addiction of beauty, what do you know?
You got separated from the curtain and lightning dropped
What do you know about what happened to whom?
By paying in your poems, your overflowing
The crime has become famous, what do you know?
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Bartender, this is in your control, give me a drink or not
Liar but never give support to anyone
Inhuman separation, conflict, don't ask for it.
May God not give anyone's love to the enemy
Perhaps the jinns are asleep, they will not wake up again.
Don't let the dream release of Chain Pa shake
You have to worship the opposite of your conscience
Don't let compulsions make anyone needy
What is the green gardens of love showing?
May the heart not get the enthusiasm of youth in the soil
I have learned this principle after getting lost
Whoever gets the news, don't give your address.
O crime of pain and love is not a game
Until God gives this blessing to a human being
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Regrets are being unfaithful to loyalty
The price of love is being paid
Medicine is being done, praying is being done
But the confusion of the heart is happening.
The one who has just drowned the boat of heart.
The same hope is becoming sailor again
There is also a color of stranger in the flowers.
Strange is the wind of this garden
The curtains are being removed from the eyes
God of self is being destroyed
I have tried to seek beauty even on demand.
The eyes are becoming familiar with the mood
The beginning of my pain
Your cruelty is getting extreme.
The fate of those who vanish in your way
Fana is also getting survival
Don't call tyranny a crime.
If you think that it is a mistake
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