Parveen Shakir: Two Of Her Most Romantic Works
A Simple Request
Dear Lord, I understand the duty of a hostess.
But please let it be that this year
Either monsoon clouds visit me
or my loneliness.
To a Friend
Listen, girl, these moments are like clouds.
If you let them pass, they’re gone forever.
Soak up their moist touch.
Get drenched in them.
Don’t waste a single drop.
Listen, downpours don’t remember streets,
and sunshine can’t read road-signs
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