The Chinar-In-Snow Wearing Poem by Mohammad Younus

The chinār-in-snow wearing,
Like almond and other trees,
Silver white robes up to knees,
He is chilled, but still smiling,
After shedding off his glowing leaves,
He is more than happy than he was,
In spring, summer, and autumn days,
Demons below shaking him with all might,
Allow him not to hold his soul in his chest,
Sons-of-the-soil fever with rage,
They shout with pride to the demons,
He will always stand upright,
Our majestic king!

Mykoul