After burning all chapters of love,
He asks me, ” Why is your countenance so foggy?
Your eyes which had been stunning,
Shone with vitality,
I don’t know why they have been deserted
And engrossed for the last many days,
They seem to be saddened and moisty”.
Written by Shazia Akbar
Translated by Muhammad Shanazar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem