Love Has No Tongue

I wish... for love to come... The depths of your beauty becomes my retreat. And going there... I forget everything... frightened sweating from this fire that could burn me to ashes. I wish... for love to come.... But in your eyes refusal I see. No feelings of love Only bitter contempt. My words become frozen... And I remain speechless... because this love has no tongue with which to speak. _____ Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq Translated in English By: Alley Boling Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.30/Page.60 Web Link: http: //khyberwatch.com/nandara/index.php? option=com_content&task=view&id=378&Itemid=1 PDF files: http: //khyber.org/books/ashauq/index.shtml Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq © Afzal Shauq