53 IN THE DEAD OF WINTER I LOOK FOR...

53  IN THE DEAD OF WINTER I LOOK FOR SPRING

In the dead of winter I look for spring
And my songs of love I want to sing

And I want to talk about the girls
Their ruby lips; their raven curls

And without my gal in the dark of night
I look for the moon and its golden light

And even when I do not have a date
For my doll I want to wait and wait

And then I sit and weep and weep
For love is a secret I cannot keep

And when my eyes don’t see the light
I recall her face, so shiny and bright

So love is something I cannot explain
And, FAIZ, I’m sure it’s totally insane

                      URDU POEM
                        GHAZAL

Reh e khizaan maen talaash e bahaar kertay haen
Shab e siyeh say talab husn e yaar kertay haen

Khayaal e yaar, kabhee zikr e yaar kertay haen
Isi mataa pay hum roazgaar kertay haen

Naheen shikaayat e hijraan keh is waseelay say
Hum un say rishta e dil ustawaar kertay haen

Wo din keh koie bhee jab wajh e intazaar na thi
Hum un maen taera siwa intazaar kertay haen

Hum apnay raaz pay naazaan thay, sharmsaar na thay
Her aek say sukhan e raazdaar kertay haen

Zia e bazm e jahaan baar baar maand hoie
Hadees e sholarukhaan baar baar kertay haen

Unheen kay faiz say baazaar e aql roshan hay
Jo gaah gaah junoon ikhtiaar kertay haen
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