As, slowly, in the desert moves thew breeze,
As to a sick man, without cause, comes peace
[Original: Urdu, Translated by: Faiz Ahmed Faiz]
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I find I simply can’t get out of bed.
I’ll press the reset button in my head.I hate my work but I am in the red.I’d quit it all if I could live on air.I find I simply can’t get out of bed.My joints have rusted and my brain is lead.I drank too much last night, but now I swearI’ll press the reset button…
How rarely all these few years, as work keeps us aloof,
Have we had days to spend under our parents’ roof:Myself my sister, and my brother.All five of us will die; to reckon from the pastThis flesh and blood is unforgiving.What’s hard is that just one of us will be the lastTo bear it all and go on living.
Across these miles I wish you well.
May you not sense what I don’t tell.May you not dream, or doubt, or weep.May what my pen this peaceless dayWrites on this page not reach your viewTill its deferred print lets you sayIt speaks to someone else than you.
All you who sleep tonight
No hand to left or rightAnd emptiness above –Know that you aren’t aloneThe whole world shares your tears,Some for two nights or one,And some for all their years.
UNCLAIMED
To make love with a stranger is the best.There is no riddle and there is no test. –To lie and love, not aching to make senseOf this night in the mesh of reference.To touch, unclaimed by fear of imminent day,And understand, as only strangers may.To feel the beat of foreign heart to heartPreferring neither to…
I smiled at you because I thought that you
Between two strangers in a librarySomething that seemes like love; but you loved me(If that’s the word) because you thought that IWas other than I was. And by and byWe found we’d been mistaken all the whileFrom that first glance, that first mistaken smile.