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Eyes
Eyes are the soul of one's being.
The tongue may lie but the eyes don't.
Millions of stories are captured by the
Camera of these eyes.
Millions of narratives are told every
Moment through this photographic screen.
Your truths, your lies, Your love,
Your hatred, your fear, your despair
All are locked in these mirrors.
Locked, however, to be read,
To be reflected to your lover.
The tongue may lie but the eyes don't.
Millions of stories are captured by the
Camera of these eyes.
Millions of narratives are told every
Moment through this photographic screen.
Your truths, your lies, Your love,
Your hatred, your fear, your despair
All are locked in these mirrors.
Locked, however, to be read,
To be reflected to your lover.
Published 25th Feb 2014
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Anonymous
25th Feb 2014 5:05pm
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25th Feb 2014 5:14pm
Thank you for reading. :) It is inspired from one of the poems in Sindhi. I attempted to translate that. However, my inability to capture the essence of that poem through translation forced me to write a new poem.
27th Feb 2014 2:16pm
“It glows and I drown in its intensity,
.... It evokes myriad memories”
“With a glance of your eyes...”
BY RABINDRANATH TAGORE
With a glance of your eyes you could plunder all the wealth of songs struck from poets’ harps, fair woman!
But for their praises you have no ear; therefore do I come to praise you.
You could humble at your feet the proudest heads of all the world;
But it is your loved ones, unknown to fame, whom you choose to worship; therefore I worship you.
Your perfect arms would add glory to kingly splendor with their touch;
But you use them to sweep away the dust, and to make clean your humble home; therefore I am filled with awe.
.... It evokes myriad memories”
“With a glance of your eyes...”
BY RABINDRANATH TAGORE
With a glance of your eyes you could plunder all the wealth of songs struck from poets’ harps, fair woman!
But for their praises you have no ear; therefore do I come to praise you.
You could humble at your feet the proudest heads of all the world;
But it is your loved ones, unknown to fame, whom you choose to worship; therefore I worship you.
Your perfect arms would add glory to kingly splendor with their touch;
But you use them to sweep away the dust, and to make clean your humble home; therefore I am filled with awe.
11th May 2014 10:56am
"Locked, however, to be read,
To be reflected to your lover."
doesn't work... maybe 'locked forever'
and could be 'reflected upon'
grammar doesn't bode well for literal translations.
To be reflected to your lover."
doesn't work... maybe 'locked forever'
and could be 'reflected upon'
grammar doesn't bode well for literal translations.
