The moon stared hiding itself,
The night was sitting
Nude in the balcony
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Every phalanx was lighted,
In her closed fists
Was it the moon or the firefly?
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The night all bared,
And from behind the curtains
Of, the coconut trees, the moon peeping.
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The milky heat of the moon,
The frozen sky melts
Despair poured, drop-by-drop.
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On the coastal rocks,
Hanging its head, the moon
Sits, before committing suicide.
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The decay of the night,
In the shades of the places of worship
The moon too feels exhausted.
(1985, Translated from Urdu into English by Dr. M.Q. Khan, India)
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