Muhammad Shanazar Poems

The mare is one,
Numerous are the riders
To ride on,
They ride on turn by turn,
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The curfew was imposed,
The women, men and children
Of the valley were banned
To come out of the houses.
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I am the discarded being,
Discarded from the doors of heaven,
Thrown into the abyss, upon the Earth.
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The trickling fountains of the land,
Douse thirst of parched throats,
The waterfalls sing the melodies,
The deep forests shelter
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I was shaped a perfect being,
Perfect in form and posture,
A turmoil rose among the angels,
Then jealousy and defiance,
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I have heard “The mirror tells not a lie, ’
I assuming myself the gorgeous one
Abased in front of the looking-glass.
I was one but the reflections were seven
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Poison is my blood,
Poison is my body,
Poison are my thoughts,
They hum around my mind like flies,
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The Real Victory

Victory and defeat in war,
Are the childish justifications.
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We are a nation too gullible to suspect,
Deceived and tingled, time and again.
Experience imparts us no wisdom,
When we stumble, stones open not the eyes.
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Often at dark nights,
When I rest my head on the pillow,
To relax myself, to calm down tedium of the day,
And put down the lids of my eyes,
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