Over and over my lover torments my weary heart.
Hers is hard as stone, or else my own remains unknown.
I've written my heart's story on my face until it bled.
My lover sees the writing but the words remain unread.
#925, from Rumi's Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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