To My Verses

A weak translation of a poem from the book Zarb-e-Kaleem By Allama Iqbal. Translated from a Bangla translation of Monirujjaman Yusuf.

My verses, to you, it's my complain

You caused my mystery doors to be opened

So, never lost in the darkness, o you fire's son

Be in a heart, truly wide, truly warm  

Author's Note

So confused, confirm me, please it's OK or not.

Reviews

[Laura E. Aranda]

shouldn't complain be complaint? idk........

[Harmonica winds]

I love it, says alot!

[Seshat Nidaba]

I'd like it if you continued, would be a nice 3 stanza ish piece!