Aching Beauty

The cold is more than a shawl

And less than a blanket

The pace of life is greater than walking

And less than running

The light is more than a candle

And less than reading a book

The pain is more than laughing

And less than crying

The relation is more than friendship

And less than love

riends!

This is the aching beauty

I am living with nowadays

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A translation of a Sindhi prose poem

Originally written by Muhammad Ali Maddah.

I hope that you like it, as it shares an equilibrium of a unique kind.

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