Pathan Poetry 17th c., and foregoing henna when dumped...
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Posted by Catherine Cartwright Jones on October 29, 1999 at 00:42:37:
Khushal Khan Khattak was a Pathan (group of people that spread from Afghanistan to Pakistan and somewhat into India, Muslim) writing in the late 1600's... "Poems from the Divan of Khushal Khan Khattak" translated from the Pashto by D.N. Mackenzie George Allen and Unwin Ltd Poem 68 "Never again will I confront A mirror with my face Nor will I put on kohl again To darken my two eyes. "I will not colour my white hands With festive henna red, Nor ever use a comb again To set my hair to rights. "I will not leave the little curls To cluster round my face, Nor chew the betel leaf again To redden my two lips. "When my beloved is not there To see me as I am For whom should I adorn myself Or beautify my face? "My whole frame turns into red flames All wreathed in greyest smoke When I recall within my heart The secrets of our love. Though life is sweeter than all else That this world holds for us, Without my love it's bitter now; What use is it to me? "Wherever now my love may be I pray he wil be happy: Let him enjoy his happiness And I alone will grieve."
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