Love Poem By Louise Glück In Hindi/Urdu Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

Pyaar Ka Geet

Dukh ka hamesha kuch na kuch
maksad hota hai. Teri maaN bunti rehti hai.
Vo har laal rung k gulbund banati rehti hai.
Vo Christmas k liyay thay tumain garm rakhnay k liyay
jab vo shaadi k baad shaadi kar leti thee
aur tum ko apne saath ley jaya karti thee.

Kaisay koi kuch baat banti,
jab un sub saaloN main us ne apna widhvaa dil
bund kar k rakha hua tha maano k maray log wapis a jaatey hain.
Koi hairaani nahin hoti k tum ho jo ho,
khooni rishtay se dartay ho, aur teri aurtaiN,
ek k baad ek sub lagti hain tumain
goya hoN vo koi eetoN ki deewaar.

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Love Poem
By Louise Glück

There is always something to be made of pain.
Your mother knits.
She turns out scarves in every shade of red.
They were for Christmas, and they kept you warm
while she married over and over, taking you
along. How could it work,
when all those years she stored her widowed heart
as though the dead come back.
No wonder you are the way you are,
afraid of blood, your women
like one brick wall after another.