The Faces Of Voice

See the faces lined by mourning and past cruelties. Oh you death... Your damage done Now forever crying... There was a time These were mouths Sweetly sang And recited poems. Once these ideal faces with sweet voices reaching out to me now are only alive in thought's depths I remember... The beautiful faces Kabul radio in the air And sweet voices calling come to the island of dreams. _____ Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq Translated in English By: Alley Boling Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.160/Page.215 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