Like The Grass I Shall Grow All Over * - Poem by Nida Nawaz
Let me be a pallbearer to his body too,
For I prized him more than my own life.
The irregular rhythm of his heartbeats
Was clearly audible in his smiles.
His heart laden with sorrows ofEvery struggler,
Their pain and miseries.
He knew he shall be felled
For he was out to show mirror to people.
Who likes to see himself over here?
And yesterday when I saw his dead body,
For a moment I thought " How could it be? "
" Is he really no more? "
But his poems are his body and soul.
Doesn't truth sprout from the soul?
Soul that never dies.
And Looking at his body I felt
As if there is a movement in his lips.
And as if he was proclaiming to his killers
" I am just grass.
I shall swathe everything.
I shall grow all over.
I am grass.
I have to vegetate.
I shall grow and engulf all your deeds as well *. "
(Translated From Hindi By Autar Mota)
Poet's Notes about The Poem
* The lines of a poem by a Punjabi revolutionary Poet Avtar Sing Sindhu 'Pash' and this poem has been written on his death.
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