By Gajals
Everywhere there is sin, where should I go?
Every heart is demolished here, where should I go?
Whose remembrance with me like a shadow,
When I go somewhere else they are there, where should I go?
Everyone knows life is the fidelity of death,
Humbles are disloyal, where should I go?
Translated from Urdu into English by Zubair Arif Awaran, Baluchistan
The writer is a student of the University of Turbat, Kech…..
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