It was a rainy day
driving back home
the car steered me
towards you...
...
First snow atop the hill
sends a chill to the spine
it melts down all hopes
for the morning sunshine
...
In pursuit of the rainbow
A budding spirit elates
longs to infuse with aroma
to take a glimpse of the light
...
I write to feel light and to convey in whatever I believe is right. I will always raise my voice before it fades out.)
Z'Ma Mor (My Mother)
It was a rainy day
driving back home
the car steered me
towards you...
your grave
Can i ever forget
how much you liked the rain?
The white wet marble of your grave
sparkled like your smile
Every falling drop
bounced to embrace me
I could feel you, and
how happy you were
but I could also hear you
say this very clearly
'Za Bachiya baraan de (Go my child, it's raining)
and you don't have an umbrella'
(Title and the verse translated are in Pashto language)
your poems are very touching, they are simply wonderful..................
you are a very good poet........n r very clear and expressive in ur poems..............from'palestine is her name' to'princess and stranger' to 'plastic octopus' to 'winter n hope' to'lets share' to 'valor'................u have not let even a single emotion untouched...................keep up the good work..............n entertain us with your poems.... thank you...........
You have paintrd the real scenary of winter. It took me to a rural area. I like it.
you inspire me to write more poems god bless and keep writing
i keep asking myself only one thing... how could a human being write sth heavenly sad, how its possible to perfore others hearts with such simple words and thoughts. i only make sure that everything great is so simple. im sitting at work reading the lines 'every dropp embraced me and i could feel u...', 'go my child, its raining and ur dont have an umbrella...' and i realize what a true love can be for a person. its whole world, its God`s blessing by ur side. i dont know what have u created, just a poem or u added a page to the Holly Bible, judging by thoughtfulness it was something similar. I think i can never forget those 20 lines of urs.
wow! what a fantastic poem i think it what i needed to start my made and i have added it to my avorite list of poems and i think i will read it each and every day i start. good job
Hi! I read for the moment the last your poem. It refresh old feeling in mee.Thank you!