Wednesday, 21. June 2006
A Scene - Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Through doors and windows
Laden with the weight of silence,
Pain descends from a sky
In which the moon is narrating
Its sad tale.
Covered with the dust Of a thousand roads, in sleeping rooms Of semi-obscurity, listen, as this life’s Violin plays a muted lament, a faint melody.
Translated from the Urdu:
Bam-o-dar khamoshi ke bojh se chur Asmanon se ju-e-dard-rawan Chand ka dukh bhara fasana-e-nur Shah rahon ki khak mein pin han Khwabgahon mein nim tariki Muzmahil lai rubab-e-hasti ki Halke halke suron mein nauha kunan
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