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The Seashore Gatheringby Rabindranath Tagoreloose translation by Michael R. BurchOn the seashores of endless worlds, earth's children converge.The inf..
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A Red, Red Roseby Robert Burnsmodern English translation by Michael R. BurchOh, my love is like a red, red rosethat's newly sprung in Juneand my love ..
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Each Color a Scarby Michael R. BurchWhat she left here,upon my cheek,is a tear.She did not speak,but her intentionwas clear,and I was meek,far too mee..
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for BethBecause you came to me with sweet compassionand kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,I do not love you after any fashion,but wildly, i..
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Nida Fazli translations of Urdu poems into EnglishFailuresby Nida Fazliloose translation by Michael R. BurchI was unable to relatethe stateof my heart..
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I'm obsessed with this thought:does God possess mercy?―Miraji, translation by Michael R. BurchCome, see this dance, the immaculate dance of the ..
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O God!by Qateel Shifailoose translation byMichael R. BurchTorture my heart, O God!If you so desire, leave me a madman, O God!Have I asked for the moon..
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Picnicby Parveen Shakirloose translation by Michael R. Burch My friends laugh elsewhere on the beachwhile I sit here, alone, counting the waves,writin..
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The Sky Was Turning BluebyMichael R. BurchYesterday I saw youas the snow flurries died,spent winds becalmed.When I saw your solemn facealone in the cr..
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What Happened to Them?by Nasir Kazmiloose translation byMichael R. BurchThose who came ashore, what happened to them?Those who sailed away, what happe..
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