My call is the call of battle, I nourish active rebellion,
He going with me must go well arm'd,
He going with me goes often with spare diet, poverty, angry enemies,
desertions. (Walt Whitman)
Have tried this one, how does it sound?The beloved soulof the heavenstouching the budsquivers in watersthe skyof my heartis deepandyouwill makethis appealing oneglow.
Its beautiful. I like the sound of the original poem...it seems very deep. Just imagine how much beauty behind punjabi poetry has been lost overtime and not been exposed to the world because of language barriers :(
Yeah, same with Sikhi. Silly Hegel.
bak rahaa hooN junooN meiN kya kya kuchchkuchch na samjhe KHuda kare koee[I am blabbering away nonsense, in my state of ecstasyI pray to God that nobody understands what I am saying]-GhalibYeah! You do not sound Hegelian, but Ghalibian, as I did not understand what you are trying to say.
Hello second anonymous, why feel the need to resort to relating it to Hegel etc.... take comments at face value at times and allow yourself to experience the poetry
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