Samin Jan Kakar Poems

In the cold lap of painful life..
I think about the warm arms of death..
Yet i breathe…
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Nobody knows about the reason of my loneliness..
Nobody sees the line of desire in my eyes..
I follow the reflections of joy,
And the shadows of sadness chase me..
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From the violence and unrest,
If Planet Earth gets some rest,
If Mother Nature is heard again,
Musical waters flow, windy flutes begin,
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yesterday was tomorrow once..

tomorrow will soon be today.
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in the darkest nights..

the barren dryness of my sandy throat..
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if i exist in a painting,
i live when i am viewed,
the trace of a glance..
brings me to life,
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if i exist in a music,
i live when it is played,
i thrive in the melody..
sweet and sad,
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if i exist in a book..
i live when it is read,
the readers attention enriches my life,
their interest deepens my meaning,
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dreams are cheap…
very affordable
and in different lengths..
you dont even need
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7 billion hopes are born every day..
and 7 billion hopes die every night
when people go to bed hopeless …
but i am not waiting for anything to happen…
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