Sagar Siddiqui Ghazals - Best English Shayari & Ghazala Collection

  Sagar Siddiqui Ghazals - Best English Shayari & Ghazala Collection 

Sagar Siddiqui Ghazals - Best English Shayari & Ghazala Collection 

Ahmadar was disbelieved in the gun, and the wilderness was seen in the flame, and the worst is seen, when the wound was wandering in your distance, then the wave of the door was broken, when the wave of the door was removed from the Saturday, the worst of the mountains, the worst of the seventh, the nation of the castle, the whole of the crowds, the worst heart was found in the city, but the heart was not in the dark, but the heart was not underneath the dead, but the eyes were not underneath the head, which I did not have to be in the head, but the eyes were not underneath the head, which I did not die, and I saw the dead, which was not the dead, the person who has gone to the head, he was not angry with his father. "

It was a great love for the intention of this house, I became a great deal of heart, but the heart was made to be a fierceness of the street, but the beast was misunderstanded in the victorious, you became the covenant of the unclean sculptured, the universe became broken, and the worsening waves became a ring of waves that began to be the honeymoon of the time, the Sagar Siddiqui.

The desert that will be known to be the same in the dust, we have to eat less than a glimpse, we will have a robbery, so we will have a map of the destination, so that the slavery will be done by the river, the slaves, the waves that have gone there, it will be done even if there is nothing wrong, even if there is nothing wrong, it will be done as fast as us, if it is unclean, we will be unaware of us. "

The color of your view took place of the poor, the trapped army, which could not say to be spring in the spring, the incident took place, but the sons of the unseen, the one who was able to take away the sons of the dead, took the word of the sacrifice, and the laws of the Him was taken from the payrp of the Him, the decision that took the goods of life, the evils that took the goods, they took the cases of the Qatar, the caste who took the caste of the Qatar, Sagar Siddiqui.

 It was a great love for the intention of this house, I became a great deal of heart, but the heart was made to be a fierceness of the street, but the beast was misunderstanded in the victorious, you became the covenant of the unclean sculptured, the universe became broken, and the worsening waves became a ring of waves that began to be the honeymoon of the time, the Sagar Siddiqui.

If you are able to sink the edges, then what is the slave who we have we came to, then do you spell today, if we are pleased to do wrong, then what is the matter of what you forgot, then what is the matter of time, then what is the matter of a time?

If the stars were asleep, the heavens will be like that in the world, where will the heart beat in the sandwaves that will take place in the sandwaven, which will take place when the boat will take place when the boat will take place when the crash will be like the wilderness, when the slaughtering will be like a noise, when the slaughter will be like a noise, however, the rival will be liked, when the rule will be very good, where the rear will be very good, where the reasons will be very good, where the reasons will be very good when you will lose their hearts, but the passenger will be very good when you will lose the first time, where the last will be the same. "

It was very difficult to go to the courtyard of the mosques, when it was late in the way, seeing that the city was in the way, the city was the rainbow, the same face was on the border of the sun, the sun was shining, but the wall was the wall of the sun, the slave of the city was a song, which was the same as the people who had a writer on his face, then the gates of the city was now that the time was very self-sufficient that when I was very self-sufficient. "

It was very difficult to reach the courtyards of the mosques

 When I left late, there was a tree in my path

 As soon as we saw it, the cities became prosperous

 The same face was on our mirrors yesterday

 The wrath of the sun was written in his destiny

 The shadow was the wall but so was the wall

 Everyone's sorrows were found written on his face

 The man was the newspaper of our city

 Now there is a knock on the doors of the neighborhood

 There was a time when I was very selfish

By loving everything you say

 They are sitting in the heart market with a loss

 A spark was seen in the town

 He moved away, pointing to the wind

 I am the river whose every drop is a whirlpool

 You did well to stay away from me

 Wait for the stars to catch their eye

 I will call the moon on the roof by pointing