<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462689" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What Cannot Be Said</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's one who took my heart away.<br>But does she own it? I can't say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See her as unjust though I may,<br>Is she a tyrant? I can't say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She strides a bloodless battlefield<br>Where there's no battle-axe to wield.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She keeps a wineless banquet-hall<br>Where there's no bowl to raise at all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Although she serves wine ceaselessly,<br>Her fingers bring no cup to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her idol-carving hand is sure,<br>But you cannot call her Azer</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When riots quiet down, why must<br>You brag of ousting the unjust? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There will be nothing you can say<br>Of the unjust on Judgment Day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Within the breast the secret lies<br>Which none can ever sermonize.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How strange a thing it is that throws<br>The mind askew till no one knows</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How I Ghalib am no believer<br>But can't be called unfaithful either.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Note: <br>Azer: in the Islamic tradition, Abraham's father who manufactured and served Nimrod's idols. Known as Terah in the Judeo-Christian tradition.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Trasnlated from Persian ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mirza+Ghalib">Mirza Ghalib</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462689" data-title="What Cannot Be Said de Mirza Ghalib" data-description="There's one who took my heart away. But does she own it? I can't say. See her as unjust though I may, Is she a tyrant? I can't say. She strides a bloodless battlefield Where there's no battle-axe to wield. She keeps a wineless banquet-hall Wher..."></div> </div> </div>

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