The Most Dangerous (“Sabse khatarnaak" by Paash) Most treacherous is not the robbery of hard earned wages Most horrible is not the torture by the police. Most dangerous is not the graft for the treason and greed. To be caught while asleep is surely bad surely bad is to be buried in silence But it is not most dangerous. To remain dumb and silent in the face of trickery Even when just, is definitely bad Surely bad is reading in the light of a firefly But it is not most dangerous Most dangerous is To be filled with dead peace Not to feel agony and bear it all, Leaving home for work And from work return home Most dangerous is the death of our dreams. Most dangerous is that watch Which run on your wrist But stand still for your eyes. Most dangerous is that eye Which sees all but remains frostlike, The eye that forgets to kiss the world with love, The eye lost in the blinding mist of the material world. That sinks the simple meaning of visible things And is lost in the meaning return of useless games. Most dangerous is the moon Which rises in the numb yard After each murder, but does not pierce your eyes like hot chilies. Most dangerous is the song which climbs the mourning wail In order to reach your ears And repeats the cough of an evil man At the door of the frightened people. Most dangerous is the night Falling in the sky of living souls, Extinguishing them all In which only owls shriek and jackals growl, And eternal darkness covers all the windows. Most heinous is the direction In which the sun of the soul light Pierces the east of your body. Most treacherous is not the robbery of hard earned wages. Most horrible is not the torture of police Most dangerous is not graft taken for greed and treason.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Jul 2013 16:59:55 +0000
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