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The day will come

When the eye-lamps will fade

The hand-lotuses wilt

And the butterfly of speech

forever fly

The flower of tongue.

All faces blossoming like buds ,

Laughing like flowers,

Will one day, disappear

To the shadowy depths of the sea

All pulsing blood, all beating hearts,

All melodies will be hushed.

On the velvet of blue sky

This shining gem

This heaven, this earth of mine

Without knowing, understanding,

Will weep tears of dew

On the handful of dust that is man.

From the temples of memories

Every single thing will have gone

Then no one will ask

Where is me ?


But I will come here again

Speak through children’s voices

Sing in the calls of birds .

When seeds smile under the earth

And seedlings, with nimble fingers

Caress the layers of soil

I’ll open my eyes.


Through every bud , each blade of grass

On my green palm

I’ll balance the droplets of dew

I’ll become the glow of cheeks ,

The beat of melodies.

Like the blush of the modest bride,

I’ll sparkle through every veil

When the wintry winds blow.


And autumn leaves fall

Under the lively feet of travelers

My laughter will sound

In the crunching of dry leaves

All golden streams of the earth,

All blue lakes of the sky

Will be filled with my being

And the world will see

That every tale is my tale ,

Every lover me here

And every love Sultana*,


I am.a fleeting moment,

From the magic house of time

I am a restless droplet

Busy travelling

From the flask of the past

To the cup of the future.

I sleep and awaken

And fall asleep again,

I am a play , centuries old,

Death makes me live forever.


@Translated by Surendra Biswal.

Written by celebrated Urdu Poet




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