MY PAIN

I became Majnun in the desert of affliction.
Whom could I tell about my crazy pain?

My heart is bleeding because of separation from my friend.
I cannot confide in any foolish person my pain.

That nightingale who was estranged from his flower,
is continuously lamenting loneliness.

Oh zephyr, from prisoner’s tongue,
tell the gardener about my pain. 
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Qashqai poet Majnun
Translated by Manouchehe Shiva

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