Mohammad Saif

In the deep infernal pit, Dante quails,
His flesh conflagrates, his brain ebbs and trails,
Melting through his nostrils, the agony reigns,
His heart cries out in dire, despairing strains.
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In a realm where Chinar foliage once gracefully danced,
Now draped in yellowed garments, a fateful romance enhanced.
The passage of years has parted two entwined hearts,
Yet their souls, sundered, forever dwell in separate parts.
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On the lifeless mountain
Where the flowers bloom,
Shines the golden fountain
And fresh winds blow
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Swelling on earth
Embellished
With flower petals infinite;
Shielding cadavers
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"Cry not, weep no more."

Said they bidding their daughter adieu.
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Shall shadow of man,
Whose life has been a reverie,
Depart from the Earth and treachery?
Withdrawing this world unreal
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Innocence becomes a tool

They plot, control and befool
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Wandering in the moors

She smelt the rose of love,
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Birds warble, man cannot hear,

Harrowing dirge of the passing year,
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The path he took was less journeyed

He knew it well yet chose to walk,
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The search for voice is needed much

For there is none to listen to
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"In the mountains, there you feel free"

Under the shade of chinar tree
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The perennial uncertainty which we hate,

Becomes less of enemy, more of mate.
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The sun departs assuring hope,

Knocking perpetual miseries.
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Amid this vociferousness,
Enervative endeavours,
Smiles, façades,
Songs and dances
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Pour mes étudiants

Brightened faces, teary eyes,
Confused minds and
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Benign breeze of cordial spring,
Nature with its full pride sing
Melodies to skying heights,
Journeying eternal flights.
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You, who, with your pure solemnity,
Swore this chase
Have sailed a long way.
Following this fading trail,
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