Khushbu -E-Maryam
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Beschrijving
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The meaning of my love is to express a few traces of it-To leave someone, yet still call another a beloved friend.You too know your own story well,Yet grow weary of me because of my very words.Now I write books for the sake of my loved ones,Earlier, it was enough to send them just a telegram.The secrets were meant to be revealed through these books,If some verses touch your heart, then call me a companion in sorrow.All these poems are presented only in their honor,Those who have gone far away from me-still call them my life.Come, let me narrate to you the tale of separation as well,And when the story ends, simply say: "It is complete."Why should Abdul remember a world that has forgotten him?Someone, while dying, merely left behind a final plea.
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The meaning of my love is to express a few traces of it-To leave someone, yet still call another a beloved friend.You too know your own story well,Yet grow weary of me because of my very words.Now I write books for the sake of my loved ones,Earlier, it was enough to send them just a telegram.The secrets were meant to be revealed through these books,If some verses touch your heart, then call me a companion in sorrow.All these poems are presented only in their honor,Those who have gone far away from me-still call them my life.Come, let me narrate to you the tale of separation as well,And when the story ends, simply say: "It is complete."Why should Abdul remember a world that has forgotten him?Someone, while dying, merely left behind a final plea.
AmazonPages: 84, Hardcover, Notion Press
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