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Stay Close

April 25, 2020Poemsblack night, darkness, desolate, diamond lancet, discontented, drunk on blood, Faiz Ahmed Faiz, food for thought, hands hidden inside sleeves, lilac anklets, mournful, murderer, musk balm, poem, poetry, ribcages, Satori Publishing, Stay Close, stay close to me, sweetheart, timeless, translation, universal, Urdu to English, winesatoripublishing2013

Stay close to me, you
my murderer, my sweetheart, stay close to me —

At the hour of nightfall
The night, drunk on the skies blood, falls further into darkness
Musk for a balm, diamond for a lancet
Comes out wailing, and laughing, and singing
Comes out jingling the lilac anklets of pain;
In the hour when hearts, trapped inside ribcages,
Look for the path bringing hands, washed, hidden inside sleeves
Hoped for;

The sob of infants like the gurgle of pouring wine
Discontented, stubborn, persuaded every way but to no avail;
When, no matter what you do, nothing works
When none of your plans move forward —

At the hour of nightfall
At the hour of mournful, desolate, black nightfall
Stay close
My murderer, my sweetheart, stay close to me.

( my translation of a poem by Faiz Ahmed Faiz) .

This Time It Seems

April 23, 2020Poemsbeauty, courageous, creativity, depths of my heart, desolate, dream, Faiz Ahmed Faiz, food for thought, illusion, imagination, poem, poetry, refuge, Satori Publishing, sorrow, spirit, stranger, This Time It Seems, timeless, translation, universal, Urdu to English, windows of my eyessatoripublishing2013

This time it seems as if there is nothing anywhere
No moon or sun, no darkness, no dawn

No image of any Beauty in the windows of my eyes
No refuge for any pain in the depths of my heart

Perhaps in the dense branches of Imagination’s tree
Some dream will now come and make a home there

Maybe it was an illusion, perhaps I did hear
Footsteps walking the streets one last time

Now, no malice, no love, nor any bond, no relation
None is your own, to me none is a stranger

Agreed that this desolate time is very harsh
But, my heart, this is only one such time
Be courageous, a whole life remains to live.

( my translation of a poem by Faiz Ahmed Faiz ).