Poems in English


Is it all because my won sorrows
Are so great
That no room is left in my heart
For the sorrows of others?

Oh, fellow wanderer,
No need to talk of sufferings;
let us be silent
And watch over our hope,
Lest is should lose the way

Mahmud Kianush.

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