SPEAK
Speak, your lips are free
Speak, the tongue is still yours
Your well shaped body is yours
Speak, the life is still yours!
See!
In the shop of ironsmith
flames are coming up,iron is red
the jaws of locks are opening
the paws of every fetter are widening.
Speak!
This little time is enough ....
before the death of the body and the tongue.
Speak!
The truth is still alive.
Speak!
What do you want to convey ... Express!

(a free translation of Faiz's poem 'BOL' )

Comments

  1. gunjeshJune 6, 2010 at 6:31 AM

    ismen to aap master hain hi agar faiz ki kawita bhi sath hoti to zyada mza aata....

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  2. CREATIVE EDGEJune 6, 2010 at 10:28 AM

    good idea! koshish krta hoon! waise the translation was done when i was doing my postgraduation in 1993-95. Allah kare original mil jaye. nahin to phir badr sir zindabad

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  3. gunjeshJune 7, 2010 at 5:55 AM

    han zindabad.....

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