The flower is torn at the heart <br />Its fragrance befriends the breeze <br /> <br />Who can tell who destroyed it? <br />We have spent this evening under sentence <br /> <br />No one has to go on this journey <br />I can still turn round, if you want <br /> <br />Every street in this city is asleep <br />It's my turn to stay awake <br /> <br />In the uncertain view of this evening <br />The whole thing wavers <br /> <br />How can we honour our union <br />When my heart is gripped by fear of separation <br /> <br />My heart desires above all <br />That we make this evening ours <br /> <br />[Translated by Nukhbah Langah and Lavinia Greenlaw]<br /><br />Noshi Gilani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-flower-is-torn-at-the-heart/
