Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
I Went On Pondering - Poem by Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
I saw a lady on a road crossing;
Her limbs had for long been slowly melting.
She was a leper; her sores were leaking;
She was though living, death she was seeking.
Torn off was her saree she was wearing;
In her very bad plight she was begging.
By chance, on that crossing I was passing;
I felt pity seeing her suffering.
To a Hindu shop I went for buying
Vegetable food pure for her feeding.
When I offered her that food nourishing,
I found myself grieved by her questioning.
“Are you a Muslim or Hindu being? ”
Was her quest at which I was wondering.
When I replied, “A Muslim God-fearing.”
She did not take that I was offering.
Why to accept it was she unwilling?
In pensive mood I went on pondering.
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