I don’t know
why does it seem
too woeful tonight.

The restful silence too
like me seems nostalgic,
and the hushing wind
flutes a sad tune of riot.

Nothing else I can see,
but a terrifying silent
that I grieve with.

A looming darkness
that hangs over this
saddest city lane
that doesn’t drift.

The mighty moon sways
seems pale and aggrieved;
and the admirable stars
don’t shine as usual;
as if to be displeased.

I feel too weak
and entirely drawn
in this doleful pain;
I can’t hold these rivers of tears
that shed again and again.

My scared heart
is anguished;
my whole body is bruised,
torn and languished.

I can feel the scent of
death kneels before
this saddened heart
in pain;
the silence pauses with horror
and the darkness grows wider,
but I can’t escape as you see;
this iron chain!

I have heard that
at your mighty command,
both the darkness and sorrow flee;
for you are the giver of light;
please make me too
from this iron chain free!
By: Abdul Samad Haidari
(05/04/2018 – 9:25 PM).

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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  1. samad1986 says:

    As dust harche ayad niko ast. Pass had kism ki mitanin lutf bokonin


  2. samad1986 says:

    Ma mifamom ki dari. Khair ast ki khudat qobol na mikoni


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