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Nauras / Nine rasas
That first song of spring,
That longing of the moon and stars,
The sound of unsung songs
From Gabriel’s lips,
The rouge of newly awakened youth
On the face of innocent maidenhood—
She is a melody made
Of the houris’ heavenly music;
She is like fire
That gave Moses his place of honor;
Descending from the assembly of stars
She sleeps in flower buds,
Loosens herself in the cluster
Of bright moon beams.
I never had the courage to say
“I love you.” I could not express my longing.
I could not have the courage to express myself.
Come into the heart of the poet.
O, come into your nest.
.
From: Bisāt̤-i raqṣ (Dance Carpet). Ḥaidarābād, Inḍiyā: Istiqbāliyah kameṭī jashn-i Mak̲h̲dūm, 1966. pp. 67 – 68
Nauras is quoted in full in Urdu Poetry, 1935-1970
That first song of spring,
That longing of the moon and stars,
The sound of unsung songs
From Gabriel’s lips,
The rouge of newly awakened youth
On the face of innocent maidenhood—
She is a melody made
Of the houris’ heavenly music;
She is like fire
That gave Moses his place of honor;
Descending from the assembly of stars
She sleeps in flower buds,
Loosens herself in the cluster
Of bright moon beams.
I never had the courage to say
“I love you.” I could not express my longing.
I could not have the courage to express myself.
Come into the heart of the poet.
O, come into your nest.
.
From: Bisāt̤-i raqṣ (Dance Carpet). Ḥaidarābād, Inḍiyā: Istiqbāliyah kameṭī jashn-i Mak̲h̲dūm, 1966. pp. 67 – 68
Nauras is quoted in full in Urdu Poetry, 1935-1970
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