What would I do without a mind?
What would I do without a society to shape that mind?
To influence it?
To taint it?
To glorify it?
What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache?
An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world, save the produce of Nature which surrounds me.
I suppose I would be free....
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Urdu Poetry
A few nazms (not ghazals. For a note on what makes a ghazal visit this page).
Har dukh dubo ke jab mudhe, saamne tum aaye (mudhe => turn around)
Ishq ke aseeree se nikle, ke saamne tum aaye (aseeree => imprisonment, captivity)
Good lines! Unrequited love could be a great curse. And the victim is neither here nor there..These lines capture that predicament very well.
ReplyDeleteI like the word "aseeree"..