Don'T Ever Come, O December Poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
Don'T Ever Come, O December
Look December
Don't ever come now!
Look, December
Deserts unnumbered have expanded in me.
All my rivers
Are silted with the sands of loneliness.
Now only I
And the weight of my loneliness
Remain together.
Look, December
In your frozen nights
In your sleepless nights
Who will knit dreamlike sweaters?
Who will pick snowflakes falling in the soul?
Look, December
Don't ever come now!
And even if you do come
Don't go to the abodes of the sun
Wearing the snows of your woes.
Don't ever go to my loved ones!
Look, December
Don't ever come now!
(Translated from the original Urdu into English by Dr. Satyapal Anand)
From: Ruth Lavelle (Kilkenny Ireland; Female; 27) To: Naseer Ahmed Nasir Date Time: 1/1/2010 11: 10: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: A Wonderful Poem......Ruth: -) Who will pick snowflakes falling in the soul? Dear Naseer, This is a wonderful line from an amazing poem. This image is striking, melancholy, tinged with sadness but there is hope also....I loved reading it and invite you to read my poems....(any of them really!) and a Happy New Year to you...may 2010 bring you happiness, joy and peace and may the well of your poetic inspiration never run dry. Yours gratefully, Peace, Ruth : -)
HI i realy enjoyed reading this poem, It show reall deep feelings about how you feel about this time of year
im sorry to say that i dont feel the same about december.haha... but this poem is intriguing. i liked it when you told December to not bother your family. i give it a 9.
I love this poem...it reminds me of winter...esp now that my father passed away this January. I can see myself reciting this poem (like begging for the winter to stay away) to try to push away the sadness that now will surely come with the end of fall and into the winter months that are now truly sad too me. But this poem is wonderful too me...it doesnt make me happy; it kind of makes me sad, but I can empathize with what the poet is saying and that, I love about this poem!
I don't remember if I commented here, just to say that this poem is quite outstanding in its imagery and works on many levels.I read it many times, and each time discovered something new to ponder on and appreciate. And surely for every reader it signifies something special for his/her personality and soul, for me it is longing for a dream, for something fragile that we try to keep in our hearts even in cold times of our existence..Thanks, Naseer.
Winter can be very depressive. There is hardly any sunshine. No greenery. People prefer to stay indoors.It gets very lonely out there. Besides, December signifies the death of an year. Well written.10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This poem is a verry good job. regards Thomas