In the Bowl of this World

In the bowl of this world
Look at the rose of our passion, my friend

Even if we don't eat together
Even if we don't sit together
We can at least dream together, my friend

Even if we don't drink together
Even if we are strangers
Let us consider the colour of our wine, my friend

The sun is setting on the lanes
The river is almost at my door
Let us examine our restless hearts, my friend

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Dost Mohammed

Please publish original also using UTF-8 character set.


why not puted original?

Ashraf Malik

Good translation god bless u

shahzad Afzal

Good effort

Saleem Gurmani

Wonderful! beautiful poetry and so simple n beautiful translation!

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