Don’t cry young girl, calm down!
And what’s the point of bewailing all day night?
Calm down: as love and longing is like a gentle breeze
that likes to travel
on dreamy paths.
Calm down!
And don’t try to steal your lost femininity from me, either
I am neither the culprit, nor the robber as they say!
So, look deep into my heart
and dig deep with the spades of your femininity
a treasure
which will make you rich
and complete.
I am the music of silence
the art of perfection
the mellowed soul.
I am the lost treasure
the cry of masculinity
the fire and tenderness of war years!
Farid Gul, July 8, 2010, London.
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