Swamp! Engr Dr Naila Hina

21.4.1992

In time my suppressed sobs

Will become a volcanic myth

One day the tears in my eyes

Will catch that rotten dress

The chest is full of scars which

Are the burning lamps of the heart

Where there’s neither the flower nor is

The song of the ambassador of spring

Except for only one lonely tree of love!

When will we reach the shore from

This ocean of sadness and sorrow?

Where will the pain be?

Sweat shakes on your rosy cheeks

My liver is restless, the heart is stricken

I dare not look up, dream of the

Morning is in my downcast eyes!

For the sake of resurrection

Left all hopes, all grievances

Eloquent is that tall debater

Absolutely powerful is the loot!

Tears are stars in the evening of separation,

Sinking sights are friends I’m sinking

In the mire of annihilation

There are four hundred kinds of

Darkness in the four dimension

Gay songs, soft drops, slow

Showers of pleasure are fun

In that buzz who came once

Your color remained forever

The ropes broke in these settlements.

I turned away from fairytale maidens

Speaking powers just got dumb

My every song is deserted sand

The ocean of beauty is boundless, abloom

A thousand years old efflorescent, full-blown

This particle is impatient and helpless.

Only if it is submerged, then it is all over!