Sunday, October 25, 2020

Poem by Naveed Anjum

 This poem is translated from Punjabi text 


How can I...

The moon is also yours

The stars are yours.

 All the twinkling of an eye, 

 To whom shall I speak evil in this city? 

The new highs with the camels are their own.

 How to drink from here

 Let the well tell the Lord about his paradise 

Keep your saliva in your hands. 


By : Naveed Anjum 

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