Poem
Jameela Nishat
A POEM SLUMBERS
A poem slumbersin my heart,
at the centre of my being,
and a dim mirror
tries to shape it
a ghazal
a line
a word.
Day and night
it pulls me toward itself,
no music,
no sound,
even silence seems to intrude.
What poem is this
that sleeps in me
and does not let me sleep?
© Translation: 2000, Hoshang Merchant
From: Lava
Publisher: Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad, 2000
From: Lava
Publisher: Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad, 2000
A POEM SLUMBERS
© 2000, Jameela Nishat
From: Lava
Publisher: Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad
From: Lava
Publisher: Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad
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A POEM SLUMBERS
A poem slumbersin my heart,
at the centre of my being,
and a dim mirror
tries to shape it
a ghazal
a line
a word.
Day and night
it pulls me toward itself,
no music,
no sound,
even silence seems to intrude.
What poem is this
that sleeps in me
and does not let me sleep?
© 2000, Hoshang Merchant
From: Lava
Publisher: 2000, Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad
From: Lava
Publisher: 2000, Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad
A POEM SLUMBERS
A poem slumbersin my heart,
at the centre of my being,
and a dim mirror
tries to shape it
a ghazal
a line
a word.
Day and night
it pulls me toward itself,
no music,
no sound,
even silence seems to intrude.
What poem is this
that sleeps in me
and does not let me sleep?
© 2000, Hoshang Merchant
From: Lava
Publisher: 2000, Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad
From: Lava
Publisher: 2000, Jameela Nishat, Hyderabad
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