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A dream

A dream
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By Javaid Nisar

 

Tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace,

After the burns of the compound decades,

Leaving the aroma and the ashes of incense,

For the tenderfeet to the room of oppressed world

Tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace,

After counting the possible stars,

In the sky that sobbed with me,

In feebleness, we both have lost,

Countless flowers losing their blossom.

Tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace,

Thinking and believing the time has arrived,

That no eye shall play pellet-stone and

No eye shall be wet with the pungency of peppers.

Tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace,

My dream is now not a dream anymore

As no menagerie shall be created for men,

And no animal’s micturition shall be given to drink.

Tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace,

As they will hit the bell without fear,

And we will call our own without fear,

And none shall divide us into bells and calls.

Tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace,

My sister can travel miles alone and

My brother to his crop fields at half-night gone,

And I will shiver not with the bark anymore.

I shall awake not with bullet sounds or wails,

But with the favourite melody of fowl I raised,

Here I sleep with the blanket overhead.

Because tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace,

Tonight I can sleep solitarily in peace.

 

Author is a science graduate at Govt Degree College Anantnag Jammu and Kashmir and has a keen interest in art and literature. He can be reached at javidnisar2@gmail.com

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