Swat, Dwelling of the scented and angelic souls
A land, once was a country`s dear
now passing through turmoil years,
Where health and beauty cheered the gaze
and how often her charm was praised.
Her snowy hills and rosy land,
The never failing brooks and smiling springs,
the enchanting breeze and the lovely scene,
People called it heaven on the land.
But I tell you now.......
These were her charms and all are fled,
By divine writ her luxury cursed,
Those lovely bowers once her pride
Now lust and lies instead abide.
Rivers serene storm in anger,
Sky hills blooded and too danger
The land is trodden by armies' dark
Guns roar with a question mark.
Behold that mountain`s fairy
Her wide eyes full of quarries
Searching for her love and peace
But uncertain to get her ease.
Where dusk terrifies and hurting dawn
and the starry sky is wailing.
Sages are quiet and the young abstain
O never step into this fairyland
But pray to have our serenity again
Good Heaven!
What sorrow dooms that parting regime?
Why Nightmares reigns our lovely dreams?
and shattered the hearts serene.
To whom I blame,
Soldiers of the god…..?
Or soldiers of Land...?
Let's hail the shedding blood
of the poor innocent being,
they are suffering but never complain,
And sing a coral in melancholic strains,
No beauty adorned their fairy eyes,
truth decays and false arise.
O, tears from the depth of divine despair
Rise in the heart and turn into fears,
But my faith never disappears,
Have vision that dazzles my eyes
And behold a lost paradise.
Great write, so beautifully written with wonderful imagery, inspired write!
a heart felt rendering of the pain of swat the loss of a paradise that we witnessed as live events unfolded, burning torture bombings killings, you name it it was decades back when i fist went there and then many times... lovely balanced and spontaneous lines that depict the anguish amply i too penned a poem on swat.... in fact my second longest poem is dedicated to swat and a second one touches swat too will send you links.... blessings
aww its so full of emotion and a little of anger! gr8 write.
An excellent write with a lovely depiction. Keep penning :)
two humble suggestions: dwelling instead of dwell and The never failing brooks and smiling springs,
You have wonderfully sketched Sawat. A place that will not let you go once you visit it. And the people are so nice and soft hearted. This is a serious question. To whom I blame, Soldiers of the god…..? Or soldiers of Land Let hail the shedding blood Your words are poetical and you know poetry. Gifted dear Jahanzeb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem written in old English