a translation

Mother pain

come teach me

unravel,unbraid these quilted mysteries,

Tell me

has my heart gone restive

or is it me-a restive heart

 

Original

(Aay dard bata

kuch tou hii bata

kub sy yeh moama hal naa hoa

hum mein hai dil e baytaab nihan

ya aap dil e baytaab hain hum)

Author's Note

i guess everyone knows that translation is like raping a good poem..OK Im rapist---shoot.

Reviews

[Khaaki]

baytaabi ek saroor hai,
sab is dil ka kasoor hai...
mughalatein is dil ke kya kahiye,
apne dard par bhi ise ghuroor hai...

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

Beautiful..expressed my heart in a few lines..

[abhas]

well i understand very little of Urdu... but i think the Urdu version is something very good.. and the translated version is also good.. but how the difference of languages makes them feel apart... but i guess the things lost in translation makes you think more... aur yeh cheese...
baytaab kar deta hai...

[Emily B]

you are wise, a gifted poet in any language

[Jasmine]

hahahaha rapist...why am I laughing at that?
anyway - well, it's a good thing that poems are translated, even though, in some ways, you lose a part of its "essence"; otherwise, we'd never experience even a small piece of amazing poets like Lorca or Miroslav Holub :)