Treasure Island

Akhtar Jawad

(8-2-1945 / Gorakhpur)

The Bird of A Ship


She was not in a cage, and was free to fly,
She was the bird of a ship, open to sky,
Still unhappy, and her songs were sad,
Days and nights on the ship, were bad.

She decided to fly to a land of flowers,
For Having fresh food and pleasant showers,
One day at the dawn, she left her home,
The flight didn't lead to an island of dome.

Hungry and thirsty with the tired wings,
She came back to pollution and pings,
Life is life it's never too bad,
Much love she had, many joys she had.

Forgive me My God! I am often frustrated,
I am back to your kindness, under rated!
Where else my soul can get rid of pain,
Like bird of a ship, I am back once again.

(Based on two lines by Kabir Das-(Translation by me) Where else my soul can get rid of pain, Like the bird of a ship, I am back once again)

Submitted: Tuesday, June 03, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, June 03, 2014

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Kabir Das was a saint sufi poet. The actual lines from him are...Mero man anat kahan sukh pawe..Jaise ur jahaz ka panchi puun jahaz per aawe.

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  • Bri Edwards (6/6/2014 5:59:00 PM)

    For Having fresh food and pleasant showers, .......did you mean to capitalize Having? :)

    Akhtar, The flight didn't lead to an island of dome. ...dome or doom? ? dome rhymes with home and doom would not (if pronounced the way i pronounce it..........sort of like room...more like zoom.
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    She came back to pollution and pings, .............i guess there could be pings on a ship. maybe you could also use pangs or dings.
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    PING:

    ping
    piNG/
    noun
    noun: ping; plural noun: pings

    1.
    a short high-pitched ringing sound, as of a tap on a crystal glass.
    the syncopated ping of steel drums
    a percussive knocking sound, especially in an internal combustion engine.
    if any sign of engine ping occurs

    verb
    verb: ping; 3rd person present: pings; past tense: pinged; past participle: pinged; gerund or present participle: pinging

    1.
    make or cause to make a ping.
    the doorbell pinged
    2.
    Computing
    query (another computer on a network) to determine whether there is a connection to it.
    contact a person briefly (especially electronically) .
    he just pinged me, pointing to a breaking news story
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    PANG

    pang
    paNG/
    noun
    noun: pang; plural noun: pangs

    a sudden sharp pain or painful emotion.
    Lindsey experienced a sharp pang of guilt
    synonyms: pain, sharp pain, shooting pain, twinge, stab, spasm More
    hunger pangs
    qualm, twinge, prick
    a pang of remorse

    Origin
    late 15th century: perhaps an alteration of prong.
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    DING (the definition i might use ;) )

    2ding
    noun
    Definition of DING
    : an instance of minor surface damage (as a dent)
    Origin of DING
    ding to strike, from Middle English dingen
    First Known Use: circa 1945


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    i really did like this poem. thanks for sharing. i especially liked the first and last stanzas....the alpha and the omega.

    bri :) (Report) Reply

  • V P Mahur (6/5/2014 2:32:00 PM)

    Dear Sir,
    'Mero man anat kahaan sukh paave'
    yes, I too a great fan of Kabirdas

    you have truly traced the soul of this poem and presented in a lovely way. Thanks a lot for your appreciation of my poem. Today I have one more poem for you and other lovers of poetry. (Report) Reply

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