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Undulating Fields

Day 5 Of NaPoWriMo 2018. 

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All I see is that beautiful vision, har subah hote, aankh malte hi
Without you this ride is hard, jaisa pau mei badiyaan, har kadam chalte hi.

You drifted away from the scene, just like a stray cloud rides on a breeze
Tere bina, kya maulaum, ab aah nikalti hi, har khawish ke masalte hi.

Through that gaze your eyes spin tales to last thousand and one nights
Ab wo har pari katha badalti jaise bure khwaab mein, har raat ke dhalte hi.

Hanging looms on the vines in those undulating fields pressed up against the sky
Tere haat se piwu jaam, jo woh angoor se bane, tere najuuk pair tale kuchalte hi.

Why do you spin ‘Mirage’ round and round like a vinyl record, baby? just come clean
Tere siyaahee ankhen, tere gulabi hoonthon ki balaa lage mujhe charaag ke jalte hi.

All English Version

All I see is that beautiful vision, every morning as I rub my eyes
Without you this ride is hard, my feet have shackles, with every step I take.

You drifted away from the scene, just as a stray cloud rides on a breeze
Without you, everyone knows, sighs emerge with every desire crushed.

Through that gaze your eyes spin tales to last thousand and one nights
Now those fairy tales turn to nightmares as the night arrives.

Looms hanging on the vines, in those undulating fields, press up against the sky
With your hands I drink wine made of grapes which your soft feet crushed.

Why do you spin ‘Mirage’ round and round like a vinyl record, baby? just come clean
Your dark eyes, and your rosy lips bring calamity, whenever the candle is lit.

Notes:
Today’s prompt was:

Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that, like the work in Translucence, reacts both to photography and to words in a language not your own. Begin with a photograph. Now find a poem in a language you don’t know (here’s a good place to look!) Ignore any accompanying English translation (maybe cover it up, or cut-and-paste the original into a new document). Now start translating the poem into English, with the idea that the poem is actually “about” your photograph. Use the look and feel of the words in the original to guide you along as you write, while trying to describe your photograph. It will be a bit of a balancing act, but hopefully it will lead to new and beautiful (and possibly very weird) places.

I did not follow the prompt exactly, but, I followed it in the spirit, perhaps.  And of course, I did not use any photo.  I had it in my mind, for a while, to write a poem that used two (or more) languages, similar to this poem/ghazal by Amir Khushro (one with translation is here) .  Khushro wrote this proto-ghazal in Persian and Hindawi (a precursor language to Hindi and Urdu, closer to Brij Bhasa).  The ghazal’s form is maintained in the original poem.  But in the translation done hastily, the poem loses the rhyme and refrain.  Something to revisit at a later time.

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  1. Pingback: NaPoWriMo / GloPoWriMo 2018 – Day 5 – “Spectres Of Speeches And Letters” by David Ellis | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

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