Poem: Is There Anybody

By: Shahnaz Nabi

IS THERE ANYBODY

Is there anybody
With whom I shall exchange my eyes
But those
Who haven’t seen
Folding of flying arms
Getting feathers trimmed
Who never witnessed
Uprooting of green trees in spring
Dense forests plundered
Death of youthful city
Books turning to ashes
Toys in dust.


Self Translated by:
Dr. Shahnaz Nabi