Bondage
Your desire to fly
Is not bound by any chains
Rise higher and higher
As an endless world
Is in search of you!
Which desolations
Are so deeply deprived
Even the pleasure of solitude
It is unknown to them…
Only waiting for your flight!
But such a flight
Which is not dependent
To hands and feet
Yet hidden somewhere in your perception
Rise like an infinite wave
Beacon the desolations of the universe
So that after you
This whole world plunged into agony,
Remains forever in wait
For another one,
But similar to you!
Aslam Murad
This poem is originally written in Urdu, please click here for the Urdu Poem
