Dasht e tanhai... In the desert of my solitude, oh love of my life, quiver the shadows of your voice the mirage of your lips In the desert of my solitude, beneath the dust and ashes of distance bloom the jasmines and roses of your proximity From somewhere very close, rises the warmth of your breath smouldering in its own aroma, slowly, bit by bit. far away, across the horizon, glistens drop by drop the falling dew of your beguiling glance With such tenderness, O love of my life, on the cheek of my heart, has your memory placed its hand right now that it looks as if (though it’s still the dawn of adieu) the sun of separation has set and the night of union has arrived By Faiz Ahmed Faiz Translated by Ayesha Kaljuvee
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 00:35:00 +0000
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