<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464419" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Let Me Talk To The Wind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me talk to the wind, <br>We have to tell the complaint, <br>That we nourished against her, <br>Often it knocks at the doors, <br>And disturbs our sleep, <br>Sometimes brings along from abroad <br>The news of arrival of the dear one, <br>But he comes not. It blows out <br>All quivering lamps of the lashes, <br>Sometimes awakens melody in the lute, <br>It mixes itself in the beats of heart-beats, <br>Sometimes it fells aged dried leaves, <br>It gives the birds a ride <br>By making them homeless.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me talk to the wind, <br>Look how it descends, <br>Pushes boats on the chest of the sea, <br>It blows from all directions around, <br>And with a caressing touch <br>Shapes unsullied faces on the coastal sand, <br>Then it flattens them all and how it trains<br>The wingless clouds to soar, <br>Then squeezing the drops <br>Out of them garnishes the Earth, <br>How it smiles and hums <br>Diving into the chain of breath, <br>How it blows swishing <br>And then becomes motionless; <br>To make out these secrets, <br>Let me talk to the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By Fakhira Batool Translated By Muhammad Shanazar</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</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=464419" data-title="Let Me Talk To The Wind de Muhammad Shanazar" data-description="Let me talk to the wind, We have to tell the complaint, That we nourished against her, Often it knocks at the doors, And disturbs our sleep, Sometimes brings along from abroad The news of arrival of the dear one, But he comes not. It blows ..."></div> </div> </div>

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