In the joined spirit of your love-remembrance
once again my broken pen shed in black-blood
reflecting the whispers of your last words rustling
afflicting it with every strike my frostbitten heart
it breaks into ceaseless fragments, it hardly bleeds.
The joined images keep rustling are breathless
every time her face flies into my mind leaves me restless
it startles my whole being and leaves me lifeless
a flow of reminiscent threads with the twinge of pain
descends my isled-eyes with racing moisture
a voiceless groan within occupies my whole existence
pains are too great these days – break-dancing-
celebrating the scar pale
and startles me the murky in aloneness .
I am a soul cut off from the strange skies not
but from the soul-love, I wished to rise with
the pale and pester eyes made me too gaunt
lifeless, more than the stretched papery waste
joyless as unearthing left out in a thin skull
as of the decayed grass blade.
I am a silence seeker now – too recluse
ansuffer too much my eyes to hunger for your face
the light turns even into a shadow upon my pale face
I keep bending my head to hide the moisture
only those can see my tears falling on my chest
who stand near…….
who stand near and hearken my fast heart-beat
who stand near and see how the silence breaks its pain
who stand near and watch me struggling with
the current of flow rain and storm…..
who stand near and watch me healing my own pain
Who stand near and watch me putting my own fingers
in my own fresh bleeding wounds…….
Love this love only I know……only I know……
By: Abdul Samad Haidari