The Season Hasn’t Yet Returned Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

The Season Hasn’t Yet Returned



The season hasn’t yet returned,
We shall have to wait for a while,
We have to yet seek a pretense,
To continue breathing in the shadow
Of the pang of broken dream,
Our feet have the shoes of mud;
The hands have a bowl
Begging for the life,
The head bears
Crested turban of grief,
We have to prop against
The wall of grief,
Wrapping our bodies in the dress of dust,
And have to wait
For the arrival of Spring,
For whom we built houses
Out of the debris of our own existence.
We shall have to wait for a while

In the streets, on roofs of the houses,
At the thresholds,
Shrouded Silence yet guards,
With dagger in hands,
In the street of deterrence,
The prodigious palace is guarded,
On the blue floor of which,
A multitude of slaves standing in queues,
Bending hollow heads upon chests,
Adjoining palms of hands,
Breathes in loyalty of its master,
They talk in a discordant tone like beggars
Neither lives nor dies

See for a while!
See across the gigantic mansion of the street,
The Wind is buckled,
She has been knotted,
With nude branches of futile trees,
The crumbs of golden sunlight of winter,
Have been thrown upon the roofs,
Of high mansions of the city,
For the kites and crows,
From the radiance of a flower,
To the evening star,
Whatever the fond heart inherits
Has been brought in chains
Like the prisoners of Euphrates and Syria,
Before the master and ministers of the palace,
The porters have shut apertures, windows,
And locked the heavy doors,
The season of pain,
Sunken in mournful colours,
Stands motionless,
Outside these apertures, windows and heavy doors.
Begs for appearance to get,
Favour of the master to embellish
Its delicate existence with flowers,
It also begs for the pleasure to bind the anklets,
On the chained feet of static and silent wind,
And then it wished to set it free,
But O! The deed of obsession!
The magic of season will require time a little more

Written by Ayub Khawar
Translated by Muhammad Shanazar

Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: season
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