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Lolakah Ninjeh Naadhey - Ali Rameez

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Fenunee Haadha Beynunvaa Thasveerekey (Ali Rameez)

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Mithuraage Loabi_ Manday

“The Darkling Thrush” depicts a quiet winter scene brightened by a small bird’s song, offering a glimpse of hope amid the stillness.
I leant upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter's dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day.
The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
Like strings of broken lyres,
And all mankind that haunted nigh
Had sought their household fires.
بَرْدٌ وَصَمْتٌ
نَارٌ دَاخِلَ الْبُيُوتِ

The land's sharp features seemed to be
The Century's corpse outleant,
His crypt the cloudy canopy,
The wind his death-lament.
The ancient pulse of germ and birth
Was shrunken hard and dry,
And every spirit upon earth
Seemed fervourless as I.
قَلْبٌ بِغَيْرِ حَمَاسٍ

At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
أَمَلٌ مُبَارَكٌ
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom.
صَوْتُ طَيْرٍ يُغَنِّي

So little cause for carolings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
سَلَامًا
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware.
رَجَاءٌ يَتَوَهَّجُ

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