Why is a woman so valuable?
Because a man has desire.
If a man had no desire,
Then her red lips, her radiant allure,
Wouldn’t inspire him to write poetry.
If a man had no desire,
He wouldn’t gaze with fascination
At her full bosom, the curve of her chest,
And her graceful hips.
If a man had no desire,
The secret discussions about the
Soft, fleshy path between her thighs
Wouldn’t exist.
If a man had no desire,
The love and beauty of every part
Of a woman wouldn’t bloom.
If a man had no desire,
Would Nazrul have written about
The charm of her hair and braids, saying,
“Loosen the knot of your braid, my heart is undone”?
So, woman,
Do not be arrogant, but become a lover.
And man,
Transform from a creature of lust into a lover,
Then the woman will welcome you graciously
Into her secret inner sanctum,
Where a man longs to enter time and again.