A Poem About Pain By David Budbill In Hindi/Urdu Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

aisa muje lagta hai k fisl raha hoon main kahiN duur
murjha raha hoon main, nikal raha hoon is zindgi se

jaisay laga tha mere bapu ko. jab dard tumhara itna
khoob hota hai k tum aur kuch soch nahin saktay

kisi cheez pe dhyaan laga laga saktay
aur dard main paDay maaray jaatay ho

to saara jahan aur is k sub jeev jantu
jaaeN jahanum main tum kehtay ho

main sochta hoon apne dostoN ka dard
jinhaiN laga hai pagalpan, cancer ya haddi ka dard

aur mere se bhi zyada hai un ka dard
lakin kam nahin hota fir bhi mera dard

un ka dard mera nahin, kitna hi firag-e-dil main banuN
kya lena hai main ne un k dard se, jab apne dard main main mar raha hooN

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A Poem about Pain
BY DAVID BUDBILL

I can feel myself slipping away, fading away, withdrawing
from this life, just as my father did. When the pain you're in

is so great you can't think about or pay attention to anything
but your own pain, the rest of the world and all other life

don't matter.

I think about my friends with dementia, cancer, arthritis, and
how much more pain they are in than I am, but it does no good,

their pain is not mine, and therefore, no matter how magnanimous
I might want to be, their pain is not as important to me as my own.