The Mirror

The Mirror

I have spent a lifetime in the mirrors of exile
busy absorbing my reflection
Listen -
I come from the unending conflicts of wisdom
I have grasped the meaning of nothingness
 
Kabul
1989
 

The Mirror

It is a lifetime in the mirrors of exile
I am busy looking at myself
Oh
I come from the far away conflicts of wisdom
I have understood the meaning of nothingness
 
Kabul 1989
 

Original Poem by

Partaw Naderi

Translated by

Yama Yari with Sarah Maguire Language

Dari

Country

Afghanistan