Romance Poems
Faiz Ahmed Faiz translations by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
Faiz Ahmed Faiz (1911-1984) was one of the most famous Urdu poets. In fact, his reputation is such that he has been called "the Poet of the East." His name is often spelled Faiz Ahmad Faiz in English. These are my modern English translations of Urdu poems by Faiz Ahmed Faiz.
Last Night
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Last night, your memory stole into my heart—
as spring sweeps uninvited into barren gardens,
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110. Lukewarm
by Kea Campbell
The lake plays with twilight, seeping amber and rose,
it paints a faint reflection before the dark of night grows.
Your fingers brush near mine, steady and hushed,
beneath the slow fading light, folding time leisurely, not rushed.
Windows rolled down, our music sweeping through the streets,
carrying the laughter and words we were too nervous to speak.
You harmonized to my melody, two lives syncretic-ally strummed,
Every refrain folded us closer into our own world of young love.
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Romance Sonámbulo
by Federico García Lorca
Green, how I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
The ship out on the sea
and the horse on the mountain.
With the shade around her waist
she dreams on her balcony,
green flesh, her hair green,
with eyes of cold silver.
Green, how I want you green.
Under the gypsy moon,
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Ahmad Faraz translations by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
These are English translations of Urdu poems by Ahmad Faraz.
The Eager Traveler
by Ahmad Faraz
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Even in the torture chamber, I was the lucky one;
When each lottery was over, unaccountably I had won.
And even the mightiest rivers found accessible refuge in me;
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THE LOST LOVE PART I
by Sabyasachi Sahoo
He approached near with bunch of rose,
With fear in eyes, embarrassed, sweat on nose.
Shied by his call, eyes his bunch of roses,
But in silence she reposes.
He holds her hand, softly with care,
Expecting a tight slap for his dare.
In flickering tongue he said,
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110. Lukewarm
by Kea Campbell
The lake plays with twilight, seeping amber and rose,
it paints a faint reflection before the dark of night grows.
Your fingers brush near mine, steady and hushed,
beneath the slow fading light, folding time leisurely, not rushed.
Windows rolled down, our music sweeping through the streets,
carrying the laughter and words we were too nervous to speak.
You harmonized to my melody, two lives syncretic-ally strummed,
Every refrain folded us closer into our own world of young love.
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109. Hung Up
by Kea Campbell
I drank the molten gold of dawn, the scent of sunburnt cedar slow and deep.
Your name a whispered latticework, weaving through the marrow of my sleep.
I folded it inside the clefts where secrets rot and angels weep.
And wore it like a savage bloom, thriving where the broken keep.
You smiled and twilight thickened, thick as honey spilled in dusk’s soft cave.
A quiet pulse beneath my ribs, a tether forged from what I crave.
The air dripped ripe with bruised peaches, heavy in the slow decay.
While shadows breathed in fractured light, tangled in the frayed ballet.
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Til Lust Depart
by Darris van-Hoxen
Ah, spread it far and wide —
scripts, thoughts, and the legs at this dock.
Another leak, another cheap catharsis —
Plick, plick,
I undress my stanzas.
You want a little romance?
Here: my metaphors moan,
breasts of adjective heaving,
tight enjambment you can unzip.
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106. I Love You More Than Life
by Kea Campbell
Your smile makes me blush in my dreams. Your smile is the reason I dream. At nights I dream of your smile.
You make loving hard. Loving you is the easiest thing in the world. You make loving anyone else impossible.
Your touch is all I think about. Your touch makes me never want to quit thinking. And when I'm not thinking of your touch, I'm dreaming of your smile.
Your eyes gloss over my body, polishing every inch. You accept every inch. You love every inch.
My eyes are blessed by your sight. My glance hugs your waist. Resting on your collar bone, wrapping around your waist, holding your hips, brushing your thighs.
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The Sailor's Wife
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
She’s one lonely soul with occasional
Nosebleed, all from the sea-salt of distant
Waves, charmed to weariness by breezes powerful enough
To unfurl umbrellas rolled behind Grandfather’s clock.
She combs her lofty hair seawards, with particles, flimsy and
Delicately grey, tiny and microscopic, storming the sea in their looseness.
She hopes to borrow the strength of the waves
And attract her wayward husband’s lost attention imprisoned
By the west and south seas.
Her letters, before they reach him on the fragrant sails
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Sydney Elliott Napier (1 poems about Romance)
25 December 1870 - 3 May 1940 / Sydney / New South Wales / Australia -
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Archibald Thomas Strong (1 poems about Romance)
30 December 1876 – 2 September 1930 / South Yarra, Melbourne -
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