comments people..I post English poems and never get a reply!!
this ons is by Rehman Baba the famous pashtun poet
Translation by Jens Enevoldsen from Denmark.
Contrast
Where are my beloved’s lips
Where the sorrows of my heart?
Never shall they come to grip
They are worlds apart
In the same bazar you find
Berries red and rubies too,
Yet in essence and in kind
There’s no common clue
Vastly sensual desire
Rooted in a stomach’s well
Diffes from love’s holly fire
In a dimple’s dell
Look for lewdness in the lewd,
Hermits hide to seek a cure,
Never look for widowhood
In a maiden pure
Fools are putting to the knife
For the world religious faith,
Bartering eternal life
For five dismal days
In contentment find your peace,
Greediness a man depraves,
Where is Egypt’s land of ease,
Where the town of slaves
There is no community
Of the hermit and the khan
How should Aziz Khan agree
With ABDURRAHMAN?