She robbed my heart with sedition; a strange look. Flame on a strange face, the zeal of a strange fish

Persian poetry of our Golra Sharif's Pir Ghulam Naseeruddin Naseer RA. May Allah forgive and raise his ranks. Amen

She robbed my heart with sedition; a strange look.
Flame on a strange face, the zeal of a strange fish
With all the black letters, I am not afraid of the doomsday.
Mercy is the intercessor of doomsday, a strange shelter
Your shining face in the curtain of black hair.
To the dark night, the strange fish shines.
Rahzan Hassan, the heart, religion, intelligence and wisdom.
Sometimes on the way to a strange look.
Criticism has lost their lives and they are on the way to disaster.
Your lovers are formal and in a strange way
I wanted the secret of my heart not to be revealed, but
Tears on my lover became a strange witness.
The particle of the alley of that king of Medina Buden
O' Nasir, you are shocked after us.
Poetry of Pir Naseeruddin Naseer