My Heart Desires - Poem by Muhammad Shanazar
My heart wishes that I should pick
Thorns scattered on your path,
I should exchange my pleasures with your sorrows,
And drink all hotness of the sunlight
On your path;
Paleness that gave hot winds to your rosy face,
I should change it into the crimson of twilight,
All prudence is vain in front of the density,
Even then one should be hopeful,
No one knows when the season changes
And rains pour down to wash the wounds.
Written by Dr. Nisar Turabi Translated by Muhammad Shanazar
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