POEM 224
LOVE AND BLOOD
"The one
who laughs at you
is your well wisher
but the one who cries
for your damn condition
is your enemy."
This your twisted
criteria of justice
Oh my dear brother...!
By love and blood bound
How can I prove
being so caught up
crying for your terrible life
makes it impossible
for you to hear
the cries of Pashto.
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POEM 225
UNSPOKEN TRUTH
Our father
for your sake
We should be called
illegitimate,
We your people
Members of this nation
have been burnt
by deceptive smiles
of False angels
Our culture
dignity
and virtue
in ashes.
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POEM 226
ISN'T IT STRANGE..?
In daylight we hurry
towards the night
hiding who we truly are
From everyone
Even ourselves
People of the night
walking in nightmares
hiding from nothing
awake to the day
with open eyes
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POEM 227
LISTEN MY FRIEND...!
I have noticed,
with thin fingers
you scratch at your hand
staring that blank stare
as if writing something
or wanting to remove
the lines of your luck
Why...?
I do not understand...
Secrets you keep hidden
in the depths of your heart
But time is passing...
And still you keep silent
as if I have spoke out to the air
all of my life.
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POEM 228
WORRIES
I made my way to her heart
fixed on her eyes
I stepped beside her
trying to get closer.
I saw her true face
Terror struck me
I began to sweat
My body quaking.
broke into pieces
I could not run
my legs stiffened
not knowing what to do?
Fear held me motionless
The Yupa before me
eyes like burning coals
Shot flames from her nose
like a dragon
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POEM 229
DUTCH SOCIAL WORK
"Whenever someone
comes to my door step,
I don’t leave him
empty handed...
I quench his thirst
feed his hunger
with my talents
called love...
I am a woman..
This is my task"
So she said,
to a thirsty man
stepping towards her
dry mouth open
begging...
she hugged him
and took him
behind the curtain
with sweet smiles
working...
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POEM 230
THERE IS NO TREE
I am keen
to take rest
under a tree...
Oh the cruelty,
this desert life
there is no tree
appearing.
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POEM 231
SLEEPING NATION
Few the men
for the sake
of the nation
went to sleep
Forever...
Opened eyed Mother
lamented the loss
The nation's people
time passing
Vast numbers
Still sleeping
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POEM 232
MOURNFUL SONG
( To the soul of Bacha khan)
The grave of Papa
surrounded ...
The Pashtoon girls
eyes blood red
tossing the grave's soil
upon their heads
speaking in sobs
The streets of life
now empty without you.
Houses like graves ...
Life presents nothing
just cruel gifts
oh great Papa..!
We are at patient's end
The eyes of Pashtoon women
searching you out
The streets of life
Now empty without you.
Mournful the cries
After your death
nothing but soil left ...
Pashtoons homes in ruins
We come to beseech
Oh great Papa..!
Please arise...
See the world's people
as they clap and laugh
at your children
The streets of life
Now empty without you.
Your proud sons
Still bound by ropes
the bracelets of adornment
are now broken
We shall never
wear them again
unless our men
wake up
come great Papa...!
The streets of life
Now empty without you.
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POEM 233
LOVE AND CHOICE
Our homes
situated such
That I see you
and you see me
Looks we give
Never to touch
Living silently
On separate islands
Water of asphalt
Between us
Life choices
keeping us apart,
as we are
the dweller of Venice
