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And so, the circle is complete.
Once the race has been run,
and the circuit comes to its close,
the blurs of speed and triumph
leave their shadows in the settling
dust, forgotten, unrecognizable, fated
for the fleeting memories of mortal minds.
Rerum novarum cupidus.
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as well I wish I could translate these works of mine. I have rciveeed numerous mails and comments asking for translations to these poems. Well, frankly, the soul of the poems will be lost if translated. I had to deny several publishers as well, who were pushing hard on publishing translated versions and not the original ones. Right now, no translation of these works exist. Sorry for now But let me assure you one thing. A day will surely come when I’ll provide you with the translated versions of my poems. Inshallah!