What a love is it I can’t see your hidden face
why don’t we talk just feel a glittering glace?
What a love is it in that we both are dumbs!
What makes us deaf why it so much numbs?
I am in a lot of pains let me see your tears,
Are you really my co-traveler dearer than dears?
Why my prayers you do not hear and respond,
if not possible why there is an emotional bond?
Why don’t you turn your face and look at me
am I still a stranger or a stranger you see?
In your love I lost many friends and made enemies
are you real or an ace of the hidden cards’ dummies?
Why I always lose, is life a cards game of bridge?
Why I overbid, down by tricks, and fall from a ridge?
Where is my destination I shall now turn my eyes
to my lovely green earth from your blue skies!
This is a translation of the poem
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by
Akhtar Jawad

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