Can’t I depart her…

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The heart was in a winding battle…..

beating was it like a shattering thunder…….
Quite perplexed was I, like a restless pond…….

crushing was my soul, pervading was it all over the pain…….
My heartbeat was writhing in thud …….

was it in raisin, like gnawing it falling in wretch……..
Fain, couldn’t I release the unrest crushing within..

she was beautiful, fair in her smiles and sweet in her laughter..
Her aura could dismantle the whole existence….

and her elegance would defeat the flocks of angels..
Couldn’t I forsake the gales of her existence…

for the moon of her countenance was the reason for my persistence….
The rendezvous was the best lodging to exchange our love….

couldn’t I hold my breath as I would hearken her murmurs….
I would always wait with whims and longing…..

smilies were glowing and enchanting was my heart with heady rumors….
Pains it now indeed, sprout tears remembering in aloneness….

being separated by fate or providence, I can’t tend my agitation….
Can’t I rest even for a while, has frostbitten

my tears – more lifeless am i……

its not the eyes that you see

but the heart that longs and bleeds

within every time she sails in reminiscence…

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By: Abdul Samad Haidari

About samad1986

Abdul Samad Haidari is a poet, writer, teacher and a former freelance journalist, currently residing in Indonesia as a stateless refugee. He is the author of The Red Ribbon He fled his home country at the age of seven and grew up wandering in Pakistan and Iran as a child refugee, and was separated from his family for the majority of his childhood. For two years, at the age of eight and nine, he was forced into child labour in the construction industry in Iran. In contrast, Pakistan offered refugees like him the opportunity to study and work. This education and work experience culminated in Abdul teaching computer studies and English language courses at the Intel Computer Center and Pak Oxford Professionals. After the collapse of the Taliban government, Abdul returned to Afghanistan thinking that the security situation had improved, and that he could take part in the reconstruction of his war-torn country. With this in mind, Abdul served as a freelance journalist and humanitarian aid-worker in areas of the country that remained dangerous to civilians because of the influence of terrorist groups. Abdul served with the Norwegian refugee council (NRC), ActionAid Afghanistan, Daily Outlook Afghanistan group of newspapers, and The Daily Afghanistan Express. As a freelance journalist, Abdul wrote articles and editorials about on-the-ground realities, which were then circulated widely. These had a particular focus on women and children’s rights, corruption, transparency and accountability in government, warlords and terrorist groups’ actions and the systematic persecution of minority groups in both Afghanistan and Pakistan.
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