From Behind The Worn-Out Grave Of Time Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

From Behind The Worn-Out Grave Of Time



From behind the worn-out grave of Time,
Death,
Sends me a message;
I am a thick shady tree of creation,
The poems chirrup in my tassels,
But Death
On my stem brimming with life,
Inscribes the song of inaccessibility.

Written by Dr. Jawaz Jaffri translated by Muhammad Shanazar

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