Tag: اردو نثری نظم

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Light House

Tell me, O moisture lying awake in my eyes which slumber of which eon has surrounded you! God is weeping rains on some land of pain; Why a tear jewel has caught in her eyelashes somewhere?

Tell me, O breeze of shores! in which city she looks for me the one who told me in a sodden voyage that love is the island and grief, the sail!

Tell me, O the sacred name of redemption I’ll perform the rituals of departing Amidst the long row of stony pillars I will meet her; and holding her in my arms will commend all the odysseys of land to her just for a kiss!

Tell me, O the sign of light! the peak-less rocks buried under the water are these abstractions of bygone centuries lying on the brink of eternity, or figurines of image-less yelps of slaves rowing in a parable?

Tell me, O the magical bird flying over the farthest end of the time! Tell me where is she by remembering whom the masts of the ancient voices are anchored in my heart! Tell me, O the earthly star why the voyagers dream of you?

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Image: Enkel Dika