Muhammad Shanazar

Rookie - 260 Points (25-11-1960 / Pakistan)

The Season - Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

Written By Sughra Sadaf
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar

Since you have altered you looks,
It is strange they have changed
The season of my inner-self.
The stars of my eyes,
The spell of my words,
Fragrance of my breath,
They have been taken away
From me, my all assets.

Now you do not come in springs,
And in autumns you make me eager,
I don’t know why it happens
In the patio of my inner-self,
There is a static season of autumn,
Sometimes it comes from this way,
And sometimes encroaches from that side.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2010

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