The Darkness Of Pomegranate Tree Poem by Jahir Hasan

When the duskcomesdown
I approach myself toward the pomegranate tree
Mingle me in the profound darkness of past
Because I wishedto be a tail of this darkness

I've made a different clock
AndI obey his whim
By the ordain of God
As a devotee.

Because I don't go often under the pomegranate tree
To learn him
As a result I I've got myself shattered
For the breach of faith

I bereft the twist of the water
And the shapes
Beforethe duskenvelopesthe pomegranate tree!

Translated by Hosen Motahar