A Hidden Curtain Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

That night came,
Came and went back too,
The spell of moments,
Of your union changed me at all.
I peep out through the windows,
To grasp the specks,
Of destination where once
Raised dust and settled there too.
Open are all around,
The holes of eyes,
The questions peep out,
From behind the gauze.
Hope confined in the shut doors
Is not the response of those questions,
Pondering over this I became engrossed,
Hung on those eye-windows,
Like a hidden curtain.

Written By Farheen Chaudhry
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar