POEM 315
OPENING HEART
Someone opens their heart
to another
their love hidden ...
Like the flower
which color stays
unknown in its bud...
And beautiful color revealed
when opened.
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POEM 316
ME AND THE UNIVERSE
I wish
to examine
everything
but ...
I am a mere particle
in this vast universe.
It would take millions
like me
to begin the task.
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POEM 317
AT THE END
Whenever ...
I feel near
the end ...
I become hungry
I thirst
Once again
I search for sustenance.
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POEM 318
GLOBAL STATUS
I don’t know ...
What am I ..?
or
What am I looking for...?
I am the one
calling
globalize
My luck being bad
the world too ...
Human behavior
often mocks
the human species.
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POEM 319
AMMANIAN GIRLS
In their name
I would write
I have but one heart
Yet here each young girl
seems like another flame
consuming my heart
As a great fire
does the jungle.
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POEM 320
SEASONAL DEMANDS
The flavor...
each taste my own,
Beauty's color
unique ...
They are but a season
never eternal...
This heart keeps changing
like the weather
changes the seasons.
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POEM 321
WEAK PERSON
You ...
the God before me
And the God ...
after I am gone
But Oh my God...!
who else
will accept you then.
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POEM 322
THE FACE OF GOD
Tell me ....
is this the face...
Long ago
distributed
in many faces
colors
tastes
and sweet effects.
Oh great faceless God
appears in every part
of this huge universe.
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POEM 323
INCOMPLETE DESIRE
Let us do ...
what yet been undone.
The one thing ...
none has thought of
With this love
So extreme ...
which dissolves you and me
into one.
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POEM 324
NATIONAL POETS
To whom this concerns...
Hey Shauq..!
Here everyone
ready to fight.
Though the poets
have fastened their knives
and swords to their waists
like the soldiers
standing beside
tombs of dead Mughals
They write the songs of freedom
as if they are children of Khushal khan
while the other Pashtoons
belong to the enemy King Aurangzeb.
