Ishrat Afreen

(25 December 1956 / Karachi / Pakistan)

Words - Poem by Ishrat Afreen

Words always appear small
but one may pile them up to form a home
that would suffice for the two of us
Words always look scattered
but one can glue them into a toy
that may pacify a hungry child
Words always seem meager
but one may save them for a yard of land
where one may plant a few dreams
Words, no doubt, cost a lot,
but one may turn them into instalments
to carry home a T.V. set
Words are, indeed, full of blessings
like the evenings at a saint's shrine
like the songs that sailors sing
liek the ragged hands of the tillers
like a mother's prayer
like the children's calls

[Translated by Professor C M Naim]


Comments about Words by Ishrat Afreen

  • Fabrizio Frosini (12/15/2015 1:38:00 PM)


    Words always appear small
    but one may pile them up to form a home
    that would suffice for the two of us

    - ITALIAN:

    Le parole appaiono sempre poca cosa
    ma si possono accumulare fino a formare una casa
    sufficiente per noi due
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 9, 2012



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