Broken walls can be repaired... empty stems can grow new leaves... But my heart bitter with pain... Is like a bird trying his wings... he fails to fly when the pain comes. AFZAL SHAUQ
Pardon my intrusion. Are the poems in this folder his poems that you have translated? Or are they your poems about his poems? Or, if both these guesses are wrong, what are they?
Pardon my intrusion. Are the
Pardon my intrusion. Are the poems in this folder his poems that you have translated? Or are they your poems about his poems? Or, if both these guesses are wrong, what are they?
Starward
beautiful piece and so true ...