The Voice Poem by Afzal Shauq
The Voice
Small voice listen...
My eyes weary
from dreams torment
plague my sleep no longer
till the break of dawn.
Small voice speaks...
Demands of life
free you from dream's snare
teach you humanity
Keep you on the path of truth.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.17/Page.46
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Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq
© Afzal Shauq
i think u mean to say that this voice is nothing more but our own conscience....ryt? ......it exists within every man.....a small voice like u said...... ur poems are all short and sweet....quite pleasant to read...
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 7:56:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The most important gift is listening especially listening to the primal voice that you called small voice, when small voice listen you are listening to the divine. Well penned …thanks 10