Shabeeb Hassan

Tragedy

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Shabeeb Hassan

Tragedy

Memories!

Memories!

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(To a friend and sister who lost three brothers)

I sit in solace and sway to-

A sistering vale with memories of yore.

 

In the lap of mountains, the knells I'd hark,

The morning brume-behold!

 

The dale's soil is entrusted with-

The corpse of my two Lil heroes.

And one in the lap of Himalayas-Ah!

 

My heart grieves for thee left too soon.

Thy life ephemeral-thy memories are eternal.

 

Rise and see thy sisters-vestal nymphs.

Come swaying with the zephyr-anon come!

 

Kiss my cheeks, hark my dulcet lilts.

Stand for me the parable of a bulwark;

For this world is vicious-hurry!

 

Thy lambent eye I long to see,

Thy joyous laughs I'd hark!

And put thy head on my chest;

Till thee fall asleep.

 

Be my light on a moonless night,

For I tread in dark- I fear-

The white sepukheres and the chimeras

Who now come nigh-how art thee asleep?

 

In susurrations, I'd speak to thee

Of my joys and woes and sorrows!

To play and laugh with thee, my brother-

And sit with thee-under the azure sky-Rise!  


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