Posted February 6, 2013on:
My luggage is laid in empty room,
Secretly hidden are some wishes;
Relics of dreams lay safely there,
Some flowers hidden unwillingly;
Spirit kept searching for a friend—!
My pride strolled hither and thither;
But, scent of my soil didn’t ascend!
My pride dishonored in alien’s land;
A lamp of hope, lighted in eerie
Eyes, in murky, gloomy nights;
The body thawed like mud in water
Discoloring colors, in monsoon rain;
The door’s kept open for you——-
My luggage is laid in empty room!
Composed by Shaista Farrukh Mufti
Translated by, Tanveer Rauf