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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The First Anniversary Of Nuclear Explosions</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The pitcher of the Earth <br>Has got emptied <br>The water-bags of eyes <br>Of the damsels going to the fountains <br>Have dried; <br>Un-kissed kisses of the damsel of Thur <br>From the yellow branch of lips<br>Shed one by one.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The farms <br>Where my ploughmen seeded Life<br>Now Death is getting its roots deeper.<br>On the chest of the Earth <br>The crops of sores wave, <br>And half dead colonies: villages and towns<br>Are sitting on the brims of grave, <br>Hanging the feet down, <br>Gilding eyes with a hope of last ablutions.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Those who fight on the front thirst <br>Their weak eyes gaze at the supply of rain; <br>In the season of migration, <br>Greenery and the birds, <br>Have surpassed the human beings.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The bowls of dried fountains <br>Far and near are lying turned up; <br>And on the paths leading to the founts, <br>The jingles of anklets and bangles<br>Are lying dead, un-graved, without coffins.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The giggles of children<br>Left away one by one in the chase of water, <br>And a thirsty-river <br>On the paper of sand <br>Is composing an elegy of Water.<br>On the forehead of the Earth, <br>Thirst is inscribed for the descending generations, <br>Ah! The water of our eyes has dried. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">(Written by Jawaaz Jafri Translated by Muhammad Shanazar)</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a></strong></div>

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