By Faiz Ahmad Faiz
Translated by Azfar Hussain

Loneliness like a good, old friend
visits my house to pour wine in the evening.
And we sit together, waiting for the moon,
and for your face to sparkle in every shadow.


SP said…
Oh ! How vibrant the colors painted by life look on the canvas of lonliness....fear , memories , longing , hope ...
WritingsForLife said…
did u translate it or was it originally written in English?
Awais Aftab said…
It was translated by Azfar Hussain. I had written in the original post as well.