Muhammad Shanazar

Veteran Poet - 1,176 Points (25-11-1960 / Pakistan)

A Forest In The Garden - Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

A Gardener with saintly vision,
Planted a garden making its division,
Into the zones two.

Fed he each plant and tree,
With the pure blood of his hopes;
And soon each nook and corner,
Began to flourish and blossom too.

Before they bore the mellow fruit,
And fragrant flowers with shades,
Light, deep and dark;
And enjoyed he the days of solace,
Death made him depart to the world next.

How sooner the garden changed;
Into a forest teeming with wild animals,
The hogs, the wolves, the snakes, the rats,
Came out of the kennels, hovels and holes,
Move they freely, with liberty, unafraid.

Their avaricious bellies are possessed,
With ever enhancing increasing appetite,
And each victual adds fuel to flames,
No laws, no scruples, no morals they obey.

The seats where cuckoos and nightingales,
Were to build up nests for the descendants,
Are usurped, snatched by crows and owls,
Their voices irritate the more indwellers.

From morn to eve they serve but themselves,
Feeding upon the leaves, flowers and fruit,
They even gnaw crust hard around the stems,
Yet night comes with the healing air and dew.

The eyes amaze at the miraculous game,
When on the morn next it appears unharmed,
For it was planted by a saintly man,
The eaters are to pass away,
The garden is to behind remain.

Comments about A Forest In The Garden by Muhammad Shanazar

  • Cindy Kreiner Sera (4/21/2009 12:17:00 PM)

    Natural Beauty to the eye depends on the beholder...for some beauty must be destroyed and we have proof sad to depart this life leaving our gardens barren through no fault of ours...a fact of life well written (Report)Reply

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  • (11/20/2008 3:02:00 PM)

    well said have very barely shown us the reality, the time that passes away and then the end is there.

    as leaves of a tree fade away, so does life move away to its end.but there are some who paint up the image so fair.
    its a fair fact of life.
    truly uzma.

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  • (3/3/2008 11:09:00 PM)

    excellently displays the reality of life and tells how viciousness of this world follws the beauty. and then at last it all fades away leaving us to mourn and regret. one day we will all leave when our time in this world is over and then there is nothing we can do to protect or save what we have built with hard work and love.this is life and this is reality! ! ! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 31, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 19, 2010

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