The Beauty Of Misery Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari
The Beauty Of Misery
Hey!
My little sparkling eyes
Untainted dreams of innocence
Sleep my tarnished hopes
I know not a lullaby
Sleep my only strength
I know not a rebellion
You know me
My dear friend
I’m just an ordinary human
A mere homeless in our motherland
The surges of my juvenile blood
Hold on my beauty of mind
Stop this killing of your own flesh
Handsome blood of our youth
Playing in the scorching sun
Singing the melodies of unwanted pain
Kissing the lips of unseen misery
The curse of being a human
Te tragedy of your brotherhood
The beauty of our common misery
Crying for a little cuddle
Pleading for the real justice
Pining for a healing touch
Hey, You!
My so called brother
You still thinking
Come forward and hold me
In the stretch of your blessed arms
I’m the son of your own soil
I’m the daughter of your motherland
I’m the beauty living in misery
I’m the homeless in my own homeland
P.S. Written for the IDPs (Internally Displaced Persons) of Malakand Division.
At Shah Mansoor Camp (Sawabi) for the IDPs.
May 29,2009
This touches the soul Kamran. There are deep and meaningful messages here and the sadness is overwhelming. Crafted by a master! 10 Karin Anderson
a very moving and painful write Dr. Sahib....' Homeless in my own Homeland ' and this is the biggest misery of the universe, just coz of greed of some has put the wrath on entire race.....thanks many, many 100'ssssssssssssssssssssss for this marvelous piece rgds asif
Beautiful piece I sense the displacement and sadness throughout.
Beautiful and Sad, brilliant choice of words a very creative poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The surges of my juvenile blood Hold on my beauty of mind Stop this killing of your own flesh Handsome blood of our youth Playing in the scorching sun Singing the melodies of unwanted pain Kissing the lips of unseen misery -------- Well expressed thoughts...lovely meaningful poem written..........10+++