MS (25-11-1960 / Pakistan)

An Imprisoned Fiction

The dreams and the roses,
The tears and the rivers,
The air and the waters,
All have mingled with one another.
It seems,
As if in the valley of my heart,
Beauteous dream has awakened,
The fiction flutters to be evoked,
The same fiction which since long,
Had been imprisoned,
Amid the lofty walls of thoughts.

by Muhammad Shanazar

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