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Ode To The New Year
(4 August 1944 / Sialkot)

Ode To The New Year

Let's account for life's deficit blight.
Count our griefs, know our pains right.

What plaints blister at the bottom.
Today is the day to unleash them.

Lets' tell the unloyal to his face.
Speak out what your lips are burning to
Leave apart guarded reticence.

Even blab out what's between the lines.
Why do you greet me with laughters feigned?

Let looks be frozen if your heart is reigned.
Let your face reveal.

What whispers in the bosom.
Know our pains, count our griefs.

One word binds you and me.
Just one word in the abyss of the diction.

Lets adopt the word selfsame.
That carries the truth of times.

For hypocrisy, a whole life is ahead.
So let's not molest that one word dead.

Count our griefs, know our pains right.
Let's account for life's deficit blight.

[Translated by Dildar Pervez Bhatti]

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