Umid Ali writes

FORMS OF A KEEN

Love a grief

Call a sorrow

Give a place from the bottom of your heart

To a pain

If

It encourages you

To happiness!

***

If you want to see the happiness

In the morning

Face the sun

***

Divide the keen,

Halve it,

Dedicate one of them to your ineffective life,

Keep the other one for the happiness.

***

Keep your tears,

Don’t listen to your heart.

One day it becomes

Pearl and diamond…

And a happiness! 

--tr. Asror Allayarov from "The Gate Opened by Angels"

 

The Keening (Lament for a Lost Soul) -- Doug Woods & Colin Powell

Umid Ali writes

ME AND LORCA

ME: 
Why is it impossible to break the grief?

Neither burn nor sink it?

Brother, why does grief never die?

Why can pain be ever terrible?

LORCA: 
As if the dawn after a dark night,

May we need to suffer.

Dear, if there is no grief in the world,

A joy may not deserve dignity.

--tr. Asror Allayarov from "The Gate Opened by Angels"

 

 El beso (The Kiss) -- Salvador Dalí

 Amor (Love) -- Federico Lorca

Umid Ali writes

WORD SHOULD BE FIRE

Fire the light in your words, sparkle a beam,

Create a liberty in your every white word.

Be such a gardener and make a flower from the word,

Entertain all souls and spread of odors.

If you chop the words it must be a plant,

If you rooted in its cuddle the nicey must drop.

Be a wind when you tell something, outrun everyone,

It you say words be the sea – never run from questions.

If you wish to envelop with the shiny whole world,

If your dreams flap many times,

Set the day to the word inside your soul,

Grant your soul to the word in your tongue. 

 --tr. Asror Allayarov from "The Gate Opened by Angels"

 Fire Within the Flames -- J. R. Slattum