لطف جفا اسی میں ہے یاد جفا نہ آئے پھر تجھ کو ستم …

Name Syed Muhammad Hadi, Takhlis Hadi. Born in about 1890 in Fish City, Jaunpur District. Studied only Winhu of Persian and Arabic in Fish City. Later, BALLB's certification from Aligarh. Achieved. Moved to Allahabad after attorney in Aligarh for almost 15 years and started advocating in High Court. Came to Karachi after partition of India. Hadi fish was inherited by the citizen. His father Syed Abdul Razzaq Ghalib He was a student of his name. Most of the letters of his name are present in Maktubat Ghalib's Majladat. The regular poetry of Hadi Fish Citizen started in 1910 He did not do the regular zanway talmaz. However, in the beginning, some ghazals Jalil Manik Puri Show to. Apart from Urdu, he used to say poetry in Persian. His words were hidden in the magazines and magazines of that time. On 25 / October 1961, 1961, there was a severe asthma attack in Karachi which proved to be deadly. The names of the books are: ′′ Sadae Dil ′′ Nawa Dil ′′
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Now why will I have a complaint about the separation of my beloved?
I'm starting to enjoy the impatience.
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Now that Perry doesn't have the hope of youthfulness
The color of waves changes near the beach
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Tears of sorrow, node, node, anxiety turned out to be life
Whom I thought in difficulty turned out to be easy
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Don't ask me about the pain of life.
Enough is enough that I am living
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My heart is full of love, my eyes are intoxicated with you.
Passion should not hit the scale.
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The grief of heart is no longer in anyone's control
What medicine, what medicine, someone should pray
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This is the anger of the feeling of wandering.
That I want myself worse than you
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Every trouble was a fresh message to me.
The more the difficulties increased, the easier it became
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Enjoyment is in it, if you don't remember me again
For the sake of torture, erase me and forget me
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My existence is reality, my non-deception
In the form of craving, I am a survival springs.
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You are dear and your grief is also dear
Whom should someone complain to?
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You are spring, you are dead, why are you empty
Fill it with the throats, I swear to God
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He looked at me like this
The complaint of whole life was gone
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I have woke up from your gathering but
Now my heart beats, where should I go?
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They ask about the condition of heart and we
Only tears are shed in response