Jab mera lund khaDa ho jata tha
vo kabhi nahin poocHta tha
'ye koi rishtay daar hai ya koi ajnabi hai'
jo kuch us k saamnay ya peecHay hota tha
us ko dhaka day andar gusaD jaata tha
halaN k vo baDa mota aur lamba hai
main ne usko baDay tang cHedoN main dala hai
us ka moonh ab neela sa lagta hai
us ki pasliaN ab tooti si hain
us ki gardan mullah k seawak ki tarah
ab chamDi main cHupi hue hai
us ki gardan pe khulay baal dawish ki daDi jaisay hain
vo ek hero tha, tagDi bahoN se khushti karta tha
uski daDi saandh k seenghoN jaisi khaDi rehti the.
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Elegy by Kurdis poet SHEIKH RAZA TALABANI
TRANSLATED BY ALANA MARIE LEVINSON-LABROSSESHENE MOHAMMEDSRUSHT BARZAN
When my dick got hard, he didn't ask, ‘Relative or stranger? '
He slugged away at whatever he had, from the front or the back.
Though large, I have fit him into so many tight holes that
his face is bruised, his ribs cracked,
his neck sunk into leather, like the Mullah's sewak,
his hair loose and flowing down his neck, like a dervish.
He was a hero, wrestling with strong biceps.
The beard at his roots was set as the horns of a wild bull.
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