Stranger...
Beloved...
Opening my heart
She revealed her words,
each page I read
the want of love
and that love was me
or so it seemed...
So now I wonder
was it I
who found you
or you who sought me.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.134/Page.181
Web Link: http: //khyberwatch.com/nandara/index.php?
option=com_content&task=view&id=378&Itemid=1
PDF files: http: //khyber.org/books/ashauq/index.shtml
Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq
© Afzal Shauq
Apreciablly short in lines but vast in simplicity and laden with beauty! Winnie
this poem must have fallen from my head while i was admiring the stars, i want this poem, great stuff.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
each page I read the want of love and that love was me or so it seemed............................... heart when riffles the page love seems ruffles by paint of art... .wonderful write by the imagery, most passionate as expressed as if by the lone voice of whisper enticing love, yet with so much of ingenuity that tends to ramble over the gleams of freshness,10++++, thanks for sharing