this winter am not home
winter at home meant
a sweet chat
hot wih grandmas love
...
they say god is love
you say god is kind
he say god is truth
what you, they, he, she and all say are correct
...
reached planet earth in 1964 and the struggle is on i am because i love me a political animal always brooding over the situations we are in. one who is having lot of questions and no answers two kids and one wife the most precious possession is a great grand ma.)
Gaza
dear poet
read your poem
my heart is also throbbing
but
i feel help less
gaza is no more a poem
it is blood
and no words can redeem blood
gaza is pain
that no poem can cure
gaza today is a wound
a wound on the soul and body of the world
it need not words
it need medicine
and i know i have no cure with me
iam helpless
even the god almighty is help less
so
no poems
no paintings
no books
no speeches
on gaza
gaza is pain
brutal pain
and death
i feel empty
and hope less
gaza is my cross
i shall bear it
till my grave
NASSAR
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