Muhammad Shanazar

(25-11-1960 / Pakistan)

We Encounter Death


Now people are conscious,
Here and across the boundary line too.
They say ‘No' to war,
Here and across the boundary line too.
The season of union has approached,
But walls are built in between,
Here and across the boundary line too.
Distrust creeps behind the appearance,
Though there exists love,
Here and across the boundary line too.
Again the cities surge in waves of life,
But the sword of fear hangs on,
Here and across the boundary line too.
A hidden hand remains behind the war,
And supports being a patron,
Here and across the boundary line too.
How should we bid farewell to the world
We encounter horrible death,
Here and across the boundary line too.

(Contents are derived from the Ghazal of Dr. Jawaz Jaffri and converted into English poem by Muhammad Shanazar)

Submitted: Saturday, March 16, 2013

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