43 THE LOVERS KEEP CHANTING....

43  THE LOVERS KEEP CHANTING HER BEAUTIFUL NAME

With the fire of love their hearts aflame
The lovers keep chanting her beautiful name

They are the slaves; they do not complain
They adore their bondage; they love the chain

And even in misery they see the boon
For in the darkest night they look for the moon

And when of wine they see no sign
They pour their blood in the cups of wine

And the preacher, they think, is asinine
When the wine of love he starts to malign

But they dearly love a nightingale
When for the rose it starts to wail

And for you it may be a huge surprise
But their noose, O FAIZ, they greatly prize

                        URDU POEM
                          GHAZAL

Waheen hay, dil kay qaraain tamaam kehtay haen
Wo ik khalish keh jisay taera naam kehtay haen

Tum aa rahay ho keh bajti haen maeri zangeeraen
Na jaanay kya meray deewaar o baam kehtay haen

Yehi kinaar e falak ka siyehtareen goasha
Yehi hay matla e maah e tamaam kehtay haen

Pio keh muft laga di hay khoon e dil ki kasheed
Garaan hay ab kay mai e laalafaam kehtay haen

Faqeeh e shehr say mai ka jawaaz kya poochaen
Keh chaandni ko bhee hazrat haraam kehtay haen

Nawa e murgh ko kehtay haen ab ziaan e chaman
Khilay na phool, isay intazaam kehtay haen

Kaho toe hum bhee chalaen FAIZ, ab naheen sar e daar
Wo farg e martaba e khaas o aam, kehtay haen
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