Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020
Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
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Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, 2020, December
poetry 5-24
Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi
Bajram Bajro Neljković
Pakistan
True Love
To enjoy the morning weather,
I used to go to the garden every day.
The nightingale also came into the garden
daily.
And sitting by a flower,
She used to praise Allah Almighty in a sarcastic
voice.
The flower also smiled at
the sight of the
nightingale.
There was a deep
friendship between the
two.
Which was not based on
any greed.
It was a reflection of
sincerity and true love.
The face of the flower was
washed with dew drops.
While nightingale's face
was washing petals of flower.
I could not stand their friendship.
And I broke the flower mercilessly.
And I scattered its petals to the earth.
The next day, as usual, he came to the garden.
And he saw that the petals of the flower were
scattered on the ground.
The nightingale lay on the petals and began to
throb.
And the spread of life will be lost
Alas, my cruel act has put two laughing hearts
to sleep forever.
We break up many friendships every day.
And feel proud.
Bosnia and Herzegovina
Ne rekoh ti koliko te volim,
U srcu sam nosio te dugo.
Ne imadoh hrabrosti da kažem,
Sada žalim što bi mogo drugo.
Neodlučnost moja
Voljela si i ti mene znam
Al čekaše na moj korak prvi.
Otišla si dočekala nisi,
Ali si mi ostala u krvi.
Ja to sebi oprostit ne
mogu,
Neodlučnost skupo me
koštala.
Sdvije riječi mi bi sretni
bili,
Neodlučnost moja me
sputala.
I sad žalim godine su
prošle,
Što ne rekoh šta na srcu leži.
Dan kada mi ti leđa okrenu
U životu ne bješe mi teži.
Ne krivim te jer razloga nema,
Sva krivica ostala je moja.
Eh da mi je barem u prolazu,
Da sjaj vidim ta dva oka tvoja.
Drugi sada ima te kraj sebe,
A ja mogu još da te se sjećam.
Pamtit ću te do kraja života,
Još to mogu sebi da obećam.
ISSN 2458-0198 - ISSN-L 2458-0198
TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE
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