Understanding Poem by Humayun Nasir

The sun sets with thousand emeralds and
Standing near the camp
broken speechless
I can't talk
They speak I don't understand.

But I feel
I feel my heart, beating close to my
throat in regular unmistakable
sound
we are same.

They say it is cradle of life
I don't understand
But I feel the mango trees
the wheeping grasses, long
dusty roads streached like
'The Wheat Field with Crows'.

I tried many times to touch
the vanishing shadow
As night falls
the walking ladies, laughing
and talking to me, I don't understand

But I feel
they don't understand.


note: 'Wheat field with crows' is one of famous painting by my favourite painter Vincent van Gogh, drawn in 1890.