When in paradise, I enjoyed...
...the pleasure of divine presence,
I was forbidden to come nigh...
...to the tree of earthly pleasures,
Unfortunately I fell into the worldly net,
As a bird in cage yearns for its free home,
A fish out of water longs to return to the lake,
So I desire to head to my eternal home,
Returning to the singing houris and gushing brooks,
Beyond the dark and distance lies my home,
The mist and haze engulfing me blurs my vision,
Like a blind man I find it too difficult to proceed ahead,
Dogs are furiously barking at me all the way,
And hogs are oinking atop their voice all the day,
The mundane world has no place in my heart and soul,
Through my unflinching love I feel released from my cage,
I set myself to flights again for my home
Mykoul
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I would like to translate this poem