tr. from Amrita Pritam's Punjabi poem "Amrita Pritam"
There was pain,
that, like a cigarette, I smoked quietly,
and the few poems,
I flicked like cigarette ash.
There was pain,
that, like a cigarette, I smoked quietly,
and the few poems,
I flicked like cigarette ash.
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| "Amrita Pritam" by Amrita Pritam |
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| Amrita Pritam |
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