Let's Go To Gulmarg Baba! Poem by Mohammad Younus

Let's go to Gulmarg Baba!
Snow-viewing and skiing
Please do what I wish

Awake at night—
Waiting for dawn-light to break
See the Snow-mughals

Winter sun hiding—
Behind the heavy white clouds
The frozen silence.

Winter night shivers
The moon thinned to a sickle
Crickets are singing

Chilly cold winter day —
The dogs, monkeys, cows and crows
Need a woolen-coat

Winter solitude —
In a world of one color
The Sound of snow crows

Wintry cold wind blowsi —
Children playing a snow-fight
With swollen red hands

The housetops and hills
Wear a snow-white blanket
Bitter cold it is!

Snow blossoms on trees
To make the wreaths with a needle.
All this foolishness

Still alive the trout fish
In one frozen temple pond—
At Holy Matan¹

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1. Matan: A Hindu Temple at Matan, Islāmābād, Kashmir