with words, better go sit in water;
For they swell with meaning and glow more in water.
Look for the heart
in the chest and roast it on embers
Look for the blood in the liver and drink it in water.
will stretch in the sun like a desert,
The day after Ladakh and Leh will float in water.
Under the hollow
banks frightened waves take refuge;
Lord Jaldev is born with fire in water.
At mid day, even
the sun gets soaked in sweat;
At the end, even the moon catches fire in water.
Even in excitement,
sometimes, people set towns on fire;
Even for fun, sometimes, people pour poison in water.
The lost cow is looking
for the elevensome, would someone tell her?
Five drowned in dry land, six are aflame in water.
peddler of ghazals, this Kamil, makes fiery calls
But the fatefrost people are coldly sleeping in water.
from the Kashmiri by Muneebur Rahman
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