By Ode to the cloud
Kalaam-e-Mast Toqaali
This poem has originally been taken from Balochi language written by a great majestic poet “MAST Toqaali”
Translated from Balochi into English by Parvez Ayub.
O, could float over Loralai for a short while
Over the tomb of shams and rain upon faqeer’s sheep
The lightning struck and the cloud moves toward the barren land
Come in the night with thy happy-tidings
Rain over Thurkan make the sheep drink
Form a Carwaan like camels over the hill, Mantar
Surround Daki, pour the holes of Thagdai
Over the hills of Kapadi formed an umbrella
Like the flying birds soar over Danti river
The large Baji river storm burst out at midnight
With smog and fog, the dark black could thunder
The cloud whispers and climbs over hills
And quench the thirst of Cheetial deers
The deers in Seemar become thirsty and waiting for raindrops
The could form at dusk
Floats hither and thither over the lush green vales
Drizzling, Drizzling thou come, l know where thou supposed to rain
Come, let me show thou my beloved’s mighty tent
Come, pouring and pouring Gorband all way through Cantras.
Attack on Samoo’s stone-made house before she migrates
Fill the naked plains with thy blessings
I will be content when the cloud turned toward Dantar
And water the fertile land of Rasthrani hill
The cloud arrives on the hill of Thada
And quench the quest of sheep in MAST’s pound
Thou become guest in Kahan for the whole night
And enveloped the whole city of Bamboor
When after each rain the novel grass grow
The drizzling rain-drops sound sweet and in the night
And flow melodiously
Thus, the hands should break which stops flowing water to enter the tent.
Some rain must fall to make MAST happy,
and make evergreen the boughs of homegrown Lemon like Zamur.
The Proper nouns used here are the name places.
Written by Parvez Pious
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