Thinking of thee—Love!
What is love——-?
To be lost in the ocean of chances
To neglect all for your soggy eyes;
Sometimes go and share with stars
About heart’s feelings or flowers,
Either squander day silently or
Be asleep in a meaningless way;
At times shed tears, at times veil them,
I evoke all, being lost on the way at dusk
What is love—–?
Poison, energizer, shadow, may be
Shadow, which often shadowed me;
Compels me to speak his language
Forget self, and choose crazy way;
What is love—-?
Be faithful to words, sip death’s poison,
Pat thy heart’s string with pure simplicity
What is love—-?
Maybe to locate him on the tracks,
Worship again, whom cast off before;
Just feel often, that we have left
Far behind, the destiny of madness;
Broken the bond amid flora and fauna,
Through clouds Love will shower again
Linking green shoot erupts in heart again;
Will feel free of your promising assurance,
Love will again return to your soggy eyes!
Translated Shaista Mufti’s work