Departure Time Poem by Abdullah Jamil

At the departure time eye-liner washed water drops on the two banks of the river
Do not know what goes down in the chest, slow aching
Staring at the sky while lying on the grass
So many planets and stars are shuttled at the sky in the night.

How to bear the harsh heat of the sun?
Someone broke into tears up at the flooded banks
The broken heart knows how much happiness results the tears
How much distance results the pure love!

21.04.2014