Lighthouse

Tell me, O moisture Halted in the eternity of my eyes Which stagnant epoch has confined you! God weeps rain On some land of pain Why only one dropp of my tear Has stuck on His lashes. Tell me, O breeze of shores The name of the city In which she waits for me Who told me in a drenched voyage love is an island, grief the sail! Tell me the releaving spell I will perform the ritual Of departing And will meet her In long rows of stony pillars I will hold her in my arms And will hand over her Odysseys of the lands In exchange for only one kiss! Tell me, O sign of light Whether the images of peak-less Rocks beneath the water Are abstraction of olden centuries Lying on the verge of eternity Or sculptures of unreflected Shrieks of slaves Rowing in a fable! Tell me, O magical bird Flying over the waning immensity of time Where is she Whose memories have Anchored the mast of ancient voices In my heart. Tell me, O star on land Why travellers Dream about you? Poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir,1994 Copyrights (C) All rights reserved