<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=465045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Weep Holes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't take us for the wall itself<br>For when the earthen plank behind the wall<br>Gets soaked through<br>We'll let the sorrow of burdonsome wetness<br>Flow through us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The soil sucks the trees' roots till now<br>Till now the sorrow of waters<br>hasn't reached the earthen plank behind the walls<br>Earth has not seen the woebegone face of the sky<br>The wall hasn't learnt to shed tears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wind even now expects to blow the leaves away<br>Empty polythene bags sputter on roads<br>That never had trees planted on sides<br>People drink blood of their own climes<br>And grow like germs<br>Bonfire conflagrations ignite every where<br>Smoke has turned the flowers black<br>Butterflies' wings look ashen<br>The dream's face will bend under pressure<br>And break into smithereens<br>Let the moisture come! <br>Let the clouds of pains burst! <br>Let the sky's sorrow descend to the earth! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't consider us the wall itself<br>Don't think we're but worthless<br>For when the earthen plank behind the wall<br>Gets soaked <br>We'll be there to let the sorrow<br>Of burdensome wetness<br>flow through us<br>Look! Our eyes do not have tears<br>But the mud of our dreams.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Translated by Dr. Satyapal Anand)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Naseer+Ahmed+Nasir">Naseer Ahmed Nasir</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=465045" data-title="Weep Holes de Naseer Ahmed Nasir" data-description="Don't take us for the wall itself For when the earthen plank behind the wall Gets soaked through We'll let the sorrow of burdonsome wetness Flow through us The soil sucks the trees' roots till now Till now the sorrow of waters hasn't reached the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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