No distance ever separates
Dreams and desires
No mirror ever dissolves
Reflection and water
...
They leave their homes
Unwillingly forced
And follow their fate
Through fields and trails
...
Windows open vistas for us
Windows - of hearts, of minds or of eyes
Windows - which might open outward
Or inward
...
Look December
Don't ever come now!
Look, December
Deserts unnumbered have expanded in me.
...
Tell me, O moisture
Halted in the eternity of my eyes
Which stagnant epoch has confined you!
God weeps rain
...
A beautiful singing bird
Imprisoned in a golden cage
Waiting to be freed
Since the hominoid age!
...
Outside the abode of our sleep
Somewhere a dream burns
Somewhere tears sparkle
Somewhere a moon smoulders
...
The walls have come out of doors
Narrows are the passages, many are the footprints
On the steep rock where the sun lies half reclined
Jumping over one's shadow, falling headlong
...
Far, far away is my village!
Where fireflies of my childhood
Still glow in thick folliage
Of Pipal trees.
...
We're aware
We're aware that between us there's
A haze of ignorance
Our steps but tread the path of our search
...
They come to see us
In the company of winds and rains
Their whispers are heard
Besides the doors
...
Some flowers here are mine
Write these on the trees
Some dreams here are mine
...
Don't take us for the wall itself
For when the earthen plank behind the wall
Gets soaked through
We'll let the sorrow of burdonsome wetness
...
Bullet or a bomb
Both are blind and numb
Wall or a roof
Body or a soul
...
Had ocean been my confidant
I'd have given it
All of my truths for safekeeping
...
Dreams are but faceless
Eyes alone are a visible feature
And eyes indeed
Have a quaint crowd
...
In the sunbathed expanse of the sky
Birds were on the wing
Now lost in the quaint net
Of limetless space
...
Dreams Lost In Water
No distance ever separates
Dreams and desires
No mirror ever dissolves
Reflection and water
In one's eye
What graph would you make
Of lines of thought?
The triangle of pain
Is without any angle
Countless races
Have dreams alike
But sleep and night-watch
Are never the same!
Names are forgotten
Codes alone come to mind
In nuclear setups
Dreams of radiant generations
Are smitten
By atomic explosions
Cities sink
Nuclei dissipate
Orbits dwindle
What remains
Are terra and sol
In the dance of death
God is a casualty.
A moment of brightness
In a light year
Breaking into smithereens
In a million eons
An accident - yes
But not an event
History is continuity
Broken once
Telescopic eyes, tired out, give up
Their distance watching
Lost planets
Bygone epoches
Have no interposition.
Who will look for
Flowers
In spring-fresh hands
Of tiny tots?
Who will see
Dreams
In eyes-yours and mine
In centuries to be?
No one is sure
Of things lost in water!
Poem by: Naseer Ahmed Nasir,1980.
Translated from Urdu to English by Dr. Satyapal Anand and from English to Spanish by Dr. Teresinka Pereira.
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Window is very nice one, it only says that you have so many experienced in life, you saw so many things, and i love it so much.I'd learned a lot. Thank you.
I read 'A dream fallen out of sleep' and I thought it was very interestiong even the name. Reminds me of the link between dreams and relality and sometimes its not really a dream but a reality. Anyway I liked it. Also the repetition made it interesting.
Naseer Ahmed Nasir is one of the finest poets from the sub-continent with true command over diction, rhyme scheme and poetic devices.His invitation to read one of his poems' WINDOWS' came to me as a sudden surprise.I wish him all the best in his poetic exercises ahead too. ' The website is lovely, profound and universal But we shall ever pen down lines till our minds become dry'....
The Spirit (for Naseer A. Nasir) Flicker down the mournful halls Of glaring ice, Flash onto Sirius or Aldebaran, Whatever; Unlatch pulsating gaols, Surround us with solace To keep the Child in hearts So close to Creator's endeavour; In glare of eternity, As the beauty is settled You drift along a place Where eagles fly, Defining essentials To succeed in a taken battle Soaring amid The yielding bells of human sky; Born in the wonderland, A spirit erasing shades Painting serenity, peace, All Universe in motion, Any radiance or dimness That nature emanates, Holding to balance And divine proportion; Uncovering wisdom Of the higher world's gates, You climb to mountains' peaks To sanctify sensations - This gift - it arises Out of Clear and takes To the ninth heaven Of our souls' purification. Yelena M (Russian Federation)
Naseer, Don't Ever Say Good Bye! How do you sing your songs Just so sweetly - Like Golden Honey peach Soft and luscious Dripping with wisdom Each line each word Plucked with such care And arranged so wonderfully. I hear your song wafted Gently with the breeze It flies across to reach A million souls which wait To quench their thirst At the cool deep spring The oasis we call Naseer's Poems. Your flow of thoughts, dear friend Matches the flow of colours & hues Woven with skill and so resplendent The play of words it plays tag With the shadows and the wind Your poems float like a song From a flute no words only soul It soothes, surrounds, fills And sinks into my soul Like dew drops of the early morning Like rain drops on parched desert land I do not read but only read And let out a soft sigh! Now, I hear you say, Good bye Dear friend, I can not bear To hear such words so painful Like hot lead poured into my ear There are tears in my eye And I cry! Do not say good bye, Naseer Not yet, not so soon, never Please do not say good bye Do you plan to migrate Like a Sarus crane to other lands Do tell me I shall spread my wings To join you on your journey too Be the leading one flying into the sun We shall follow in formation behind You leave me dumbfounded Bewildered, aghast I find myself Suddenly all so alone in a fog Why? Why do you say good bye? My heart keeps asking, why? Angelina Pandian (India)
From: Eliza Keating (glasgow United Kingdom; Female; 43) To: Naseer Ahmed Nasir Date Time: 3/21/2010 1: 17: 00 PM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: from eliza hi, what a great piece of writing, you use such expressive and rich text.which has clearly not been lost in translation well done, eliza..folk of feodora's lane.
From: Jerry Buckley (Brentwood, TN United States; Male; 53) To: Naseer Ahmed Nasir Date Time: 3/16/2010 9: 30: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: windows sweet.....even though we are from different cultures and backgrounds, you and I are using many of the same concepts and even expressions in our poetry....excellent job of transcending the differences and appealing to the universal Jerry Buckley / Voice of One
From: Apoet Bangla (India ;) To: Naseer Ahmed Nasir Date Time: 3/1/2010 6: 34: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: your creation Poet, thankful to make me touch with your writings. perhaps you are a poet by your birth I think. so easy is your utterance and so smooth, really ovrwhelming. I think your Identity should be univrsal. Dr. Anand has done the perfect choice of work which one life can not always get the opportunity. Stay on your feet long long- pranab