These beautiful people
lost to beauty's value
fearing the night
prolonging the summer
crushing hearts
like the toys..
So cruel are they
in their behavior
while
stepping themselves too
rapidly towards the past
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.65/Page.101
Web Link: http: //khyberwatch.com/nandara/index.php?
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© Afzal Shauq
A nice poem and a wonderful theme to tackle...the criteria of beauty...I invite u to read my poem: The Beauty Curse'. Regrads.
The title had impressed me, first, and reminded me about a similar thing, perhaps, beauty when goes with pride, in a poem of Heinrich Heine....'Passionate summer, on your cheeks. Freezing winter, in your heart. But one day, oh dear, winter will be on your cheek, summer in your heart.' Do I understand right what the poem mentioned? :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Back into past to pamper lost beauty …forgetting outer beauty is ephemeral but inner is eternal…you’ve caught the right octave…thanks Sir for sharing 10/10 Ms. Nivedita UK