Who Rules The World Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

(1)
A damsel concealing her body,
Eyelids heavy with drowsiness,
A little before the sunrise,
Comes out of a bungalow,
In eyes of the Day tears of the Night.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(2)
In the concert of qawalis today,
Seeing a beautiful face,
Intensity in prayers grew,
In some recess of the heart of a saint,
A charm went in the power of spell.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(3)
An officer brought to the minister,
His wife,
Just for posting on a lucrative seat,
The minister sees him with odious looks,
Then night, drunkenness, wine and goblet.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(4)
A patient along the roadside,
Entangles with the last breath,
The life while embracing death
Says coughing,
Who is the patient, what is the prescription.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(5)
A step father sees with capricious looks
A lovely orphan girl,
He sees with the lunatic looks,
And becomes wild in cupidity,
Then iron-like arms around the delicate body.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(6)
In a place of seclusion in the mosque,
The bangles chinked in such a way today,
Piousness, godliness became a bygone dream,
Keeping in the tray someone fled away,
All prayers, azans, and ablutions.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(7)
Two shadows under the dewy grove,
Meet with hot breaths,
The branch of flowers became fragrant in such a way,
Both of the shadows say together
Cologne of two bodies in fact is one.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(8)
An envelope less than expectations,
Fell upon the heart of boss like lightning,
The subordinate is hushed engrossed,
There echoed bitter sound of the bureaucrat,
His bossy taunt, beseeching of the servant.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(9)
The church, night and the nun,
The lamp has devoured the light,
Contents of the oath are burning,
Today in worship of the passions,
Fold of the Bible has become deserted.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(10)
An employee and an industrialist,
An ancient difference of labour and capital,
God’s eyes on the throne in the heavens,
On seeing this all go on smiling,
In the hands of flower is a broom denial.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(11)
One eyed and the other un-eyed,
Quarrel on the money of charity,
Becoming the voice of the sightless eyes,
In rapidity runs blood
Who know of how many unseen resentments.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(12)
Seeing the mirror of rapture,
Her Beauty says,
“No one is parallel to me,
Whomever I see shall be spell-bound
Of the magic of my beauty and grandeur.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(13)
A load-carrier with a load on his head,
Runs to the train, with the fear
Lest it should leave the station,
His tears and a few coins
Increase his speed.
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(14)
There lays a body speckled with wounds,
The relative lament in the ward,
The doctor gets engrossed
In smile of the nurse and says,
“Darn for a while the wounds of my heart.”
O! God, in presence of Yours who rules the world?

(15)
In abode of silence at the night,
When I looked to the sky,
A splendid world of the moon and stars
Was saying to the most Merciful God,
“No one is there from the Earth to the Heaven except you”. Then
Then in presence of Yours who rules the world?

Written by Ronaq Hayat
Translated by Muhammad Shanazar