You had no experience of love,
If loved why you didn’t ask
From paths about the destination,
You might have written
Any message on the gusts of wind,
Why didn’t you search for the name,
Written on stems of the trees.
You might have remembered,
Fragrant roses soaked in the cold dew,
And the moment
When you touched my colourful Anchal,
We conversed about butterflies
And glowworms, and sometimes
Sketched hearts on the paper-boat
By pouring out the words of dream.
You might have remembered,
Valiancy of the flower-fly
And opening of the buds into petals.
Did you ever love? If you loved,
You could never forget all these affairs.
No my love, you did not love,
You might have seen love,
You might have thought for love,
You might have wished for love,
But you never loved at all….
By Fakhira Batool Translated By Muhammad Shanazar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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