August 31, 2007


Elly Simmons











You who wear shirts

ripped at the collars.


It has come:

the great calm

with its harvest of silence:

all lips have been sewn,

perhaps some wounds also.

And rebels,

my friends:

fill your vases with water

for spring is here:

in this blossoming

of wounds,

some roses may also.

Faiz Ahmed Faiz


Rose Pink Flower



The Rebel’s Silhouette

Selected Poems

Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Translated By:

Agha Shahid Ali



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