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Thursday, 1 January 2015
Baras
Hum ko ghalib ne ye dua di thi
Tum salamat raho hazar baras
Ye baras to faqat dino mei guzar gaya
There is another sky
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there,
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green,
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been,
In its unfading flowers,
I hear the bright bee hum,
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
A Dream Within A Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, Or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And i hold within my hand
Granis of the golden sand
How few! Yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While i weep-while i weep!
O God! can i not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can i not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, Or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And i hold within my hand
Granis of the golden sand
How few! Yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While i weep-while i weep!
O God! can i not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can i not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
New Year's Eve
There are only two things now,
The great black night scooped out
And this fireglow.
This fireglow. the core,
And we the two ripw pips
That ae held in store.
Listen, the darkness rings
As it circulates round our fire,
Take off your things.
Your shoulders, Your bruised throat!
You breasts, Your nakedness!
This fiery coat!
As the darkness flickers and dips,
As the firelight falls and leaps
From your feet to your lips!
The great black night scooped out
And this fireglow.
This fireglow. the core,
And we the two ripw pips
That ae held in store.
Listen, the darkness rings
As it circulates round our fire,
Take off your things.
Your shoulders, Your bruised throat!
You breasts, Your nakedness!
This fiery coat!
As the darkness flickers and dips,
As the firelight falls and leaps
From your feet to your lips!
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diveged in a yellow wood,
And sorry i could not travel both
And be one traveler, long i stood
And looked down one as far as i could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and the wanted wear
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, i kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how many leads on the way,
I doubted if i should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh!
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
If You Forget Me
I want you to know
One thing
You know how this is:
If i look
At the crystal moon, at the red branch
Of the slow autumn at my window,
If i touch
Near the fire
The impalpable ash
Or the wrinkled body of the log,
Everything carries me to you,
As if everything that exists,
Aromas, light, metals,
Were the boats
That sail
Toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well. now,
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little
If suddenly
You forget me
Do not look for me,
For i shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
The wind of banners
That passes through my life,
And you decide
To leave me at the shore
Of the heart where i have roots,
Remember,
That on that day,
At that hour,
I shall lift my arms,
And my roots will set off
To seek another land.
But
If each day,
Each hour,
You feel that you are destined for me
With implacable sweetness,
If each day a flower
Climbs up to your lips to seek me,
Ah my love, Ah my own,
In me all that fire is repeated,
In me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
My love feeds on your love, beloved,
And as long as you live it will be in your arms
Without leaving mine.
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