We Confront A Journey Very Long Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

The moments
Which were inscribed
On the slate of heart,
I have gone through,
Them all.
The tears,
Which were frozen,
In the eyes
I have shed them all.
The drops of blood
Demand the stars
Being their eyewitness.
I am afraid,
Lest my lips should be sealed,
Before the wind
Brings me tidings,
And the gems
Placed on the palm,
Should sink in the ocean.
Come! Let us seek,
A path though the valley
Of thorns,
For the moment of nightfall
Has encroached,
And the journey
I confront
Is very long, very long.


Written By Farheen Chaudhry
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar