SAJID
Ghazal
swear by you, O eso Lakh mastana every limb in your masti Peham
When I saw your face, I was filled with tears, tears, and troubles
the desert is a gift of blissful happiness to my soul
The light of the evening, the light of your eyes, the confluence of the bright face with the moon
Your sweet voice
Praise be to the head of a blessed life
Gul Rukh, you want to recognize our red inchal, come at least
You are the shadow of
