LONELY SECRETS
A life of harsh sorrows has killed the butterfly of my desire
Spilling the wine in the love-glass of my youth

The mist of the bleak days has become so dark
The love scenes of my heart were cloaked in despair

Lonely nights have smothered the flame of my hope-candle
The hopeless-hands have strangled the euphoria of my innermost melodies

And now, exposing the wounds
Of my distressed emotions
I wonder in the mazes of my soul’’s wilderness

In the dark nights of my loneliness, I retrace my steps blindly
There is no hand that can rescue me from this abandonned grave

There is no beauty to lend her soft heart for my stressed head
Or to release my exhaustion on her warm lap

My weak eyes gaze bewildered into the dark nights
There are no two vivid eyes to illuminate my avenues

Except for sad wings
And scary nights
There is no light

There is no a single princes who pushes me her desire
Her secrets revives my dieing and crumpled talent

Her laughter removes the gloomy fog on my eyes
Keep me content in a way crying baby comfort

Yes, when I listen except for my distressed heart
Which quietly reveals my deep hidden mysteries

There is no sound
Anywhere around
Neither beating of wings nor sighing of breath

Written in Sulemani in 1951

Note:
KurdishMedia.com (Transalated) - By Dr Rebwar Fatah | 20/09/2002
Translated from Sorani Kurdish and adopted to English language by Dr Rebwar Fatah

By Ahmad Hardi

History:
The Poet

Hardi was born in 1922 into a family of intellectuals in the City of Sulemani. His name is Ahmad, the son of Hassan Bag the son of Aziz Bag the son of Karim Bagzada. Hardi taught and lectured at the University of Sulemani and later in Salahadin. He currently lives in London. I have the pleasure of knowing Hardi for many years.

Modern Kurdish poetry has been significantly influenced by Hardi despite the fact that he has not written extensively. He possesses a deep knowledge of Kurdish, Arabic, and Persian literature, particularly classical literature.

Hardi’s book of poetry was first published in 1957 and reprinted in 1984. The second edition contains some new poems and updated interpretations of previous poems.

Hardi produces beautiful poetry through carefully chosen and original words and phrases. His talent for weaving internal melodies into his poetry has led to many of his poems being turned into songs. Hardi has created some powerful poetic images, which are all original and utilised some original glossary for his poetry.

Hardi wrote most of his poetry in his youth which may explain why there is a theme of loneliness and disappointment in them.