Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi' Poems

ELEGY ON JIGAR MORADABADI

INTRODUCTION
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Two lovely pairs,
The wayfarers,
On a dari,
Under a tree,
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He, on a road, was standing
Ignorant of the road-laws.
He was in his tattered clothes;
A poor village child he was.
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You are the God of all beings;
You are the Sov’reign of all kings;
You said ‘Be’ and grew all beings;
You will be the End of all things.
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O my Mother, you are no more!
We are alas bereaved of you.
Although my Muse is very sore,
I want to pay homage to you.
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Death eats up our life very fair;
The high or low he does not spare.
Time and again I warning here,
He will catch me; so I feel fear.
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Tyranny grows up when you have no courage
To cut it down with a sickle of your rage.
If you are intrepid, you are not to sit
Like a statue with no feeling and no wit.
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Some adore the forms of stones;
Some adore the dead Saints’ bones;
Some adore the things they make;
They are misled so mistake.
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I sing a song in your honour O Fame!
It may be accepted though it be lame.
Very many are the charms of your name;
The great and small alike want you to tame.
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Two real brothers differed longer
On a certain household matter.
One day, ran higher their anger;
Their language grew rough and bitter.
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