Saleh Badrah Poems

Each wrinkle in his ancient face
Bespeaks a monumental deed.
Serenely there with pride he sits,
No longer longing to succeed:
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It's fruitless in this bleakness to seek zest
Or cheerfulness to brighten up your gloom:
For what bird here will ever build its nest?
What fragrant rose in here will ever bloom?
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My soul stood up today and said:
Your heart is full of sorrow.

I know, I said,
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Nan-in, the sage, one day received
A guest who'd come in search of wisdom.
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For things of beauty
constantly am I searching,
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You're mine and I'm yours,
Said my Dad on his deathbed,
Looking at my Mom.
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If you wish to reach
The realm of eternal bliss,
Purify your heart.
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Two slimy rats
Crept into my room
And started nibbling
Sniffingly at my stuff.
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Little bulbul at my window,
To what purpose are you singing?
Can't you hear the noise and clamour?
Can't you sense the disaccord?
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