Muhammad Shanazar Poems

I wish I were a seasonal bird,
That travels flying around the world,
With sweet companionship of a partner,
Whose heart knows nothing except,
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Sometimes life gives us severe shock,
Undermines the plans and does block,
The ways of wisdom leading ahead,
Reveals the hands that secretly mock.
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A paragon of patience,
A model of sacrifice,
Clad in clothes,
Rough, drab and dull.
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When indelible memories of the past,
Torment my heart and mind; I write.

When mist floats in front of the eyes,
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Alongside the wide gray road stood I,
To watch a procession passed by,
Of the damsels, rather all in teen,
Of the same size height and colour,
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(In the memory of a daughter buried alive in Pre-Islamic times.)

O! Father where are we going to? Bazaar!
What will you buy for me?
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A lie though goes on unpunished,
Is not to be concealed;
The cheater though thousands of times,
Beguiles the world whole,
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Ah! My mind often brings me behind,
To the unpolluted visionary age,
When my heart wished to dissolve,
Physical entity of my own being,
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The added wisdom with the scornful use,
Will add more to the human miseries.
A century of conflicts, contending confusions,
Blurring the minds, hearts, and vision,
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A sojourn in the sleep,
Led me to the valley deep,
I passed through forest thick,
And high hills and crests,
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