The struggling one is mortal but a name earned in a just struggle
survives on a page of history as a gratitude to a trend setter.
Not so easy to put the first step on a narrow passage that leads
to a valley of snow falls with a beautiful frozen lake.
Though her jogging could not melt the hard block of ice
But a trend she has set and I see many more walking
on the slippery passage whereat a few will fall down
and their red blood will freeze there as a painting
of an abstract art waiting for a change of weather
the cooling down sun may take a thousand years
to take a bath of fire but after the bath it will be hot enough
to melt the glaciers into flowing streams of a river.
Most of the struggling one will arrive at the peak
and from there they will watch many flowers sprung
multicolored fragrant flowers inviting rainbow butterflies,
in the valley on the bank of a flooded river.
The struggling one, a white flower, who set the trend,
is being studied by the old creative time,
time the brush of nature will paint a few red roses.
These are the drops of blood of the trend setter!
Wait sweetheart! Wait till that time, I promise,
I shall pluck one of those pretty roses
for your silky brown long hairs.
(A gratitude to Zaira Wasim)
A lovely tribute to a beautiful woman and trend setter, Zaira Wasim. No matter what status we have in life if we are determined to do things for a cause, we can always reach our aim. Liked the three closure lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great tribute poem penned /// Struggling for welfare struggling for goodness for all struggling for philanthropy struggling for humanity struggling not for namesake brings immortality in mortal being