Thursday, June 2, 2016

Umid Ali writes


You came to me for love,
Pure and pure,
A love –
I couldn’t give you.

You came to me for love,
For a wisdom and pride,
But I refused.

You came to me for love,
To save a soul,
I couldn’t have pity.

You desired love… and went,
And left your soul too,
Now I desire a love for me,
With the sense which you deserted…
…I can not die even.
--tr. Asror Allayarov, from "The Gate Opened by Angels"

abstract paintingLove Ends with the Pain -- Shree Krishna Adhikari

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