POEM 105
PASHTOON …
NEVER BE DEFEATED
In the flower of youth
with open heart
I stepped forth...
I remain the winner
over youth's brutality
though mournful the feelings.
But defeat begins
gnawing away at me
tainting my open heart...
From that day onward
Heart's thirst I quench
In my tears for peace...
I can not accept
nor refuse to see
Pashto ever defeated.
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POEM 106
WAY TO SENSE
Think you know me
Maybe ....
But I my friend
know you well .
You...
Direct me with sense.
Opened my sleeping eyes.
Motivate me forward.
See reality from dreams.
Yes you...
Make sense with
smiles...
laughter...
even tears.
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POEM 107
MADNESS
Madness is this love
which drives me
to sanity's brink.
Lacking Majnoon fame
but being a lover
I search ....
Through out the ages
I have pursued you
beloved of my dreams
But in my pursuit
I like the Majnoon
am lonely and deprived
And now...
If before Liela I stood
this love's madness
would blind her from my eyes
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POEM 108
FOREVER IN HIDING
For you ...
I choose my face
stay forever Veiled
I will always be ....
Hidden
from your eyes.
You are
near to my heart
Though the love I feel
Maybe truly great....
veiled...
I remain.
Your thoughts
and your fantasies
Made of me a beauty
that does not exist...
nor...
can not be.
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POEM 109
ACTS OF CRUELTY
She gives me her hand
with sweet smiles....
But hidden beneath
her innocent facade
acts of cruelty.
For if by accident
we should touch...
Her anger rages...
With clench teeth she lunges
like a lion at fresh flesh.
With fear I repel
in an act of submission.
She concentrates
scanning me
from head to toe.
Flashing her deceptive smile
I see lust in her eyes...
With the tip of her tongue
she moistens her lips...
So I respond and smile
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POEM 110
A SYMBOL OF PRIDE
Oh Pisa tower
through the ages
miraculously standing
a symbol of pride
though condemnation threatens
And perhaps one day
you shall kiss the soil.
Majestic tower
made famous by leaning.
The passage of time
unbalanced you,
But still you stand
forever stalwart.
Honor of your country.
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POEM 111
PRICELESS TREASURE
Like a priceless antique
lost in the dust of time
Newly found....
When first her soft lips
gently touched mine
Honey's sweetness...
Then Her beautiful eyes
reflected my image
Mirroring love ....
And in her giving heart
my name she engraved
Her Love's locket...
But it all seems accidental
That I should find in her
Priceless treasure.
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POEM 112
DREAM OR FATE
Listening to her mourning ...
" Oh my daughter
long have I waited
for this day
soon to join your beloved..."
"It seems but
a moment ago
that you left home..."
"I reminded you
Don’t be late..."
" Wearing your red dress
so beautiful and young,
going to meet her love."
"But now your lover ...
the soil of a grave
newly dug..."
I cry...
great my sorrow...
I shred my shirt ...
I beat my chest ...
I throw earth upon my head ...
Suddenly
the phone rings
ending this nightmare.
Covered with sweat
I thanked God,
to hear your sweet voice...
" I have a new red dress
come Shauq !...
if you want to see..."
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POEM 113
THIRST
Stepping out in faith
through the rough desert
of your hard heart
seeking love's drink
What was in my dreams
now with waking eyes
becomes nothing
finding only thirst.
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POEM 114
LIGHT AND DARK
Though
there seems
little difference
apart from our faces,
Yet there must be...
You ...
drawn to darkness
keeping in hiding...
I ...
the light of day
wishing to disclose.
