In the Quest of your Uttermost 


In the quest of your uttermost, have I
vanquished all the disarrays and troubles.

I have sailed unto you in
the realm of infinite possibilities
to make this caravan of love
reach into a safe pavilion
that hastened with whims.

I have the decisive will to
discover the rest of my world
with you, by holding your hands.
Where even a commonplace appears to
be a dainty paradise and the
days reveal the boundless elegance of
untold affection, caged in my chest.

Can’t I wait any longer to
embrace one, I long for
to cherish the moment of togetherness,
and fall in love deeper and
deeper every time i sit with.

I can wait no any longer
to hold the hands, I have
been longing with urges to be
graced by and to hold them
with my warmth apparition every moment,
in disquiet you seek my arms
to enfold, and in agitation protect you.

I will always hold this journey
with you in high, and will
never hesitate to make a delicate
adventure out of it.

Filled with acoustic melodies that
are permeating our souls
to rise in love with naive existence
but with permanent resistance.

I shall promise to hold them
in adoration as of stardust pearls and
aromatic cloves, even in the midst
of all turbulences and looming gales.

I will always keep you enfolded
by the arms that promise an
ever lasting peace and fortification.

I will promise to cherish every
moment of togetherness and rise
in love with you,
for the rest of my life.

I shall nourish your soul with
an exceeding tenderness to get
deeply lost in the love I dedicate,
 and will always pervade its seeds
for an endless existence.
Would you grant me the love,
 I want to grow with?
Would you award me the heart,
I want to rise deeper in love with?
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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