Faiz III: re(dis)membered

Hope

as morning breaks night is withheld and it is tempting
to call it true for a while

hope lies not in redemption by idiot sunlight for it lies
in claiming the night the hurt the sunk

hope lies not in the solace given by the withheld smile for it lies
in owning the frown the sunk the thud

the morning breeze consoles the thud the sunk the night but it lies

صبا نے پھر در زنداں پہ آ کے دی دستک
سحر قریب ہے، دل سے کہو نہ گھبراۓ

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