POEM 65
BEAUTY PRIDE..
These beautiful people
lost to beauty's value
fearing the night
prolonging the summer
crushing hearts
like the toys..
So cruel are they
in their behavior
while
stepping themselves too
rapidly towards the past
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POEM 66
HEY GIRL !
Like sweet flowers
having beauty
my heart
my thoughts
my feelings
desire you.
Like the stone
your heart
so heavy
your thoughts
so weary
are hidden.
In times passing....
stone turns to sand
and becomes light
and we then shall
like particles of dust
fly on the wind together.
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POEM 67
PASHTO
Who is that person?
daughter ... sister...lost
bound by blood
in madness cries
hopeless...
Red eyed women
Tatter are her clothes
matted her hair
walking life's streets
shoeless…
Not knowing herself
world weary she trod
moving onward
foul wind driven aging....
Henna dreams gone
youth long faded
begging people
seeking answers
yearning....
Blind people of the world...
look at her
who she truly is
daughter...sister
Pashto.
See the dregs of beauty past.
with her scarfless head
and weathered hands
left to wonder the streets
homeless.
Why is this her plight...
Tell me blind people
why must she live so
this life of deprivation
homeless.
Family she keeps seeking
yet none can be found
all are lost to her
or are they dead alone...
Open your eyes
know well this beggar
the mountains daughter
lost beauty a nation's pride
Pashto.
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POEM 68
DISTANCES
One step
piercing stone...
Then another
pricking thorns...
Journey onward...
The distance
always the same..
Are human desires
keeping us separated.
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POEM 69
ETERNITY
I believe
the day
you were born
I saw your ideal face
the first time
mirrored in my thoughts
At night
whenever
I faced the fear of death
you come
turning on the candle of your love
in my heart
and I start to survive
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POEM 70
FRIENDS OF LIGHT
You are running
toward the dark night.
I your shadow
running beside you.
By nature being different
are nearer in the sun light
and lost to each other
in the darkness of night.
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POEM 71
THE THIRST OF DESIRES
My hope like horses
return thirsty at sunset.
Weary of this search
for my true beloved.
So I quench their thirst
with my eyes salty tears.
With these tears of salt
greater the thirst I make
Desires I believed
with one love this void would fill
But I was the one
who must the fountain be.
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POEM 72
TATTOO OF NAME
You may remove
all my pictures
from your eyes.
You can try
removing my name
tattooed on your arm
by the blade....
But the scar will remain
forever a reminder...
a mirror of our love.
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POEM 73
TRAPS
All wish for change...
to escape this life
or run toward something
perhaps freedom...
No hiding place
will they find
turning every corner
always trapped ...
Bound by law
Born to custom
Like great walls
blocking their escape.
Society's restrictions
makes small hurdles
like high mountains
or wide rivers
Every step a trap
Impossible to leap.
Attempts to go on
in the hunt for freedom.
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POEM 74
FAIRY
The journey long
with broken heart
I take my rest.
Off in the distance
I suddenly hear
sweet singing...
it calls to me ....
I possessed am drawn
in its direction
When I arrive
there before my eyes
Is she ...
This vision
more fantasy than real.
with a face
more delicate than a doll
Her hair finer than silk
blown by the wind
and eyes so green
they would emeralds fade
My eyes must deceive
for she had wings
this vision of beauty
sitting among the flowers
I reached out
for just one touch
but as my hand neared
she flew away...
Becoming but a dream
that will forever haunt
Leaving just this song
upon the air...
Fairies come
But never stay
Nor be touched
by human hand
Fairies must go away
to live in fairyland
And since that day
As a dreamer
I search the world
for that sweet fairy.
