Originally Written in Balochi by: Muneer Momen

Translated into English by: Uzair Mehr

 

You are not a handkerchief

For thee which kind of prayer should I sew

You are gorgeous like the white cloud

Bravo! To thy hankering shadow

The basils have knitted you with musky fragrances

The prayer rug of thy embrace,

has woven my prostrations and eyes

The silky thoughts are entangling me now

Rust is enclosing the needle of recollection

You are not a handkerchief

For thee which kind of prayer should I sew

 

 

 

 

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