SEASON PASSED AFTER SEASON, YET SHE DID NOT COME.

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Once again…..

the cold winter has arrived –

carried with it her fresh fragrance

from across those tall-mountains,

wrapped in the frozen petals of lilies,

yet she didn’t come.

The winter has gone-by,

the reviving Spring is here –

the aromatic flowers are back to live,

yet she didn’t come.

The Spring sung its farewell

and the rewarding Summer too;

the Autumn brought nothing,

but only the old memories of you.

And now…. of this long delay,

my eyes have gone hazy,

and my hair has turned white;

my vision sees nothing,

except the dark sight of night.

Yet,

I still keep the windows open –

waiting for the clatter of your shoes

to brief my hearkening ears;

nothing do I hear or see,

except the cold hashing sound

of the yellowish petals of tree –

rushing at my door-steps,

like the tidal wave of sea.

Like an idiot,

I run towards the door,

nothing do I see or feel;

except the empty frosty air

that enters as healthy as tragedy

and fills my wondering home.

Only aloneness is there now

and your rich memories

are hanging in my mind;

the aloneness that embraced

my gushing tears

that turned me almost blind.

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@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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