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53 My Self-control I Do Not Trust
That faithless gal that I love so much In beauty and grace no one can touch Whenever I talk of her luscious lips It gives me the taste of chocolate chips O she’s the eyes of a playful doe That keep the tigers and lions in tow And when she uses her waist and hips My poor little heart, it simply flips And the way she wears and tilts her hat She looks like a queen, that perfect brat And when I see her gorgeous face I lose my sense of time and space I yield then, SHAIDA, to the rush of lust And my self-control I do not trust URDU GHAZAL Ik yaar e baiwafa wo jo maeri nazar maen hay Us jaisi dilruba na koie is shaher maen hay Kerta houn baat us kay laboun ki ager kabhee Aata hay zaaiqa jo na sheer o shaker maen hay Qudrat mili hay us ki jo chashm e ghizaal ko Aisi na peel maen hay, no shaer e baber maen hay Yuin toe matak kay chaltay haen maashooq her jageh Laikin lachak kahaan wo jo us ki kamer maen hay Jis naaz say wo kerti hay apni kulaah kaj Wo shaan o ker o fer na kisi taajwer maen hay Kaisay kahoun maen us say keh jalwa dikha mujhay Jab tab is ki dil maen, na maeray jiger maen hay Taabish mager hay SHAIDA jo ulfat maen ik maeri Sholay maen hay na koie, na koie sharer maen hay
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