Ask me not what makes me go on
To the rocky ridges and valleys beyond
For the sake of the sweet smell of pine
I trek along the mountain’s spine
From the mountain’s top to the meadow’s lake
For flowers wild my fingers ache
My life as if hung on a line
Drunk I am with streams alpine
I know not if I am in pain
With open arms I embrace the rain
I’ve slept under the stars and trees
In the moonlit sky bent on my knees
For what? I do not know I pray
Tearful yet my eyes betray
To loose the feel and sense of time
To be a mere walking shrine
To blend along the colorless wind
Ah! No I don’t belong to Sindh
So ask me not what makes me go on
A broken heart or feelings torn
To the rocky ridges and valleys beyond
For the sake of the sweet smell of pine
I trek along the mountain’s spine
From the mountain’s top to the meadow’s lake
For flowers wild my fingers ache
My life as if hung on a line
Drunk I am with streams alpine
I know not if I am in pain
With open arms I embrace the rain
I’ve slept under the stars and trees
In the moonlit sky bent on my knees
For what? I do not know I pray
Tearful yet my eyes betray
To loose the feel and sense of time
To be a mere walking shrine
To blend along the colorless wind
Ah! No I don’t belong to Sindh
So ask me not what makes me go on
A broken heart or feelings torn
2 comments:
"To blend along the colorless wind
Ah! No I don’t belong to Sindh"
i lost you here ----'sindh' -was it just to rhyme with wind? dont think so.
"So ask me not what makes me go on
A broken heart or feelings torn"
you must have been in love with someone or something at the time, very intensely and passionately. yes/no?
I've put 'Sindh' here because in the previous verse I talk of being "a walking shrine" which refers to sufiism and that for me relates more to Multan and Sindh in general. It does not have a deeper meaning as such but this particular sheyr is to be taken in connection with the one before it.
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