ہم صورت گر کچھ خوابوں کے

  English Translation of an Urdu poem of Aatif Malik The actual Urdu poem can be read at following link: http://aatifmalikk.blogspot.com/2018/05/blog-post_14.html The slingshot whirls By Aatif Malik The wheelchair gets bogged down in the ground Like the soul restrained by the body’s frame Like a prisoner caged behind the bars It’s me But my spirit is free Like the slingshot ---- that whirls That whirls raising itself over the head Free, free like air ---- unrestrained, unbridled, limitless It’s me I will not flee My legs are already freed from my body I will not flee I will fight I will fight till I will be free It’s me Whether I live or not, The time will change, You will bury me, But my spirit will wander, wander here, among the destroyed Olive trees, among the bombed houses, among the burnt fields, My spirit will wander here, Like the slingshot ---- that whirls twirling over the head Free, free like air ----unrestrained, unbridled, limitless It would be me. Copyright © All Rights Re