Riddle , poem by, Muneer Momin , Translated by Najíb Kází
Riddle
The lovely folks
Who ain’t been able to
Come into the world
Whilst an era has changed
I at times
Turn them into poems
Thus the people
Dwelling in the
Prison cells of mirrors
Are at a loss to
Make sense of
My words
Balochi by
Muneer Momen
Translated by
Najíb Kází