How can I not remember, yet forget?
How can I not remember, yet forget?
I use the ghazal as a veil, a song,
How can I not remember, yet forget?
How can I not remember?
She is the thorn, sharp and cruel,
Like the rose's stem, a thorny rule,
I am all wounds, yet still I embrace,
How can I not remember, yet forget?
How can I not remember?
They speak of their own, of those they hold dear,
They speak of their own, drawing them near,
How can I speak, where can I begin to seek,
How can I not remember, yet forget?
How can I not remember?
If the companion of the journey's end departs,
If the companion of the journey's end departs,
It is not strange if I'm not remembered either,
How can I not remember, yet forget?
How can I not remember, yet forget?
I use the ghazal as a veil, a song,
How can I not remember, yet forget?
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