Kazi Nazrul Islam - Young Lover
O young lover! Present <br /> Your pain of love to your beloved's heart, <br />O triumphant! Now conquer the world <br /> With your mind's winning art. <br />Not equal to loving soul <br /> A thousand Ka'ba or thousand mosque, <br />Why do you even seek Ka'ba <br /> In lieu of your heart's kiosk. <br /> <br />To the heart that glows in rays of love - <br /> Equal are all the divine places in vogue, <br />God's mosque, statued-temple <br /> Christian church, or Jewish synagogue. <br /> <br />His name is immortal on the scroll of love; <br /> It is written there with divine ray, <br />From his mind Hell's fear is gone, <br /> In longing for Paradise, he doesn't spend the day. <br /> <br />[Original: Bengali, Translated by: Dr. Mohammad Omar Farooq]<br /><br />Kazi Nazrul Islam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/young-lover-2/
