May 12, 2013 - poetry    Comments Off

Monsoon Moments

Once more the monsoon winds blow and I remember you,

once more the leafy anklets chime and I remember you.

All day I was lost in the maze of worldly affairs.

Now when the sun climbs down the walls, I remember you.

Once more the crow calls in the empty courtyard at home,

once more the drops of nectar fall – and I remember you.

Once more the herons cry in an ocean of green grass,

the season of yellow blooms has come – and I remember you.

At first I wept aloud, and then began to laugh.

Thunder rolls and lightning flashes – and I remember you.

 

Nasir Kazmi (1925-72) Translated from Urdu by Debjani Chatterjee