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)
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 :(
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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Have tried this one, how does it sound?
The beloved soul
of the heavens
touching the buds
quivers in waters
the sky
of my heart
is deep
and
you
will make
this appealing one
glow.
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 kuchch
kuchch na samjhe KHuda kare koee
[I am blabbering away nonsense, in my state of ecstasy
I pray to God that nobody understands what I am saying]
-Ghalib
Yeah! 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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