My hand with love
I have offered
will she give me hers?
At my pockets
She looks...
She weighs herself
in money
not my love for her.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.306/Page.383
Web Link: http: //khyberwatch.com/nandara/index.php?
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Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq
© Afzal Shauq
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poem speaks nothing but the truth everyone denies. in the fantasy world where nothing else matters except the love showered by the loved one but realism hits this concept really hard. in today's world where even truth is measured before speaking it then its high time we accept the harsh reality that today love is being measured! ! ! well expressed>>>>>>>>