Say to me something my Love,
And annoy me not by locking
Your lips, dis-burden your sorrows,
By weighing them on the scales
I shall collect each word of yours,
Like precious pearls.
I have gone through many odds,
And seen thrones and crowns,
Being sold too cheap in the streets.
I have only learned that one should beat
Smilingly the drum,
When one gets round the neck;
Your silence I do commend,
Consign the secret to deep recesses,
Of the heart as an ocean encases gems
And never disclose the treasure,
To the undeserving my Love.
Written By Sabina Riffat
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
rich inner contents.. nice imagery.. very well written.. the line Consign the secret to deep recesses, Of the heart as an ocean encases gems i liked, very poetic...