I Have Been Envelope - Poem by Muhammad Shanazar
The world demands,
At each movement new affairs,
New days, new nights,
New eves and new morns,
New oaths, new pledges,
New relations and new links;
Now they do not laud the olden tales.
O! My love,
I myself became bushed of reiteration
Of the words and lines,
Then I wrapped the poetic lines
And diction in the red paper
I set them on the dancing flames
Of my inner-self.
When the flying particles of ashes enquired me,
“What will you do hence,
What will you listen, and what will you say? ”
‘Your ‘Daman’ is empty.’
Then I respond, “I shall neither do anything hence,
Nor shall listen, nor shall say anything.”
The world has made me a legend,
For I have been enveloped by a tale.
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