Aamir Abdullah

Aamir Abdullah Poems

TITLE: TIME IS RUNNING OUT

Our lacerated flesh
is stitched with thorns
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Cover the distance
Inch by inch
From one breath to another
Move with each beat of your heart
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So, you think, you can
Swim through the cold, deep ocean
Depending on a lonesome straw
Which lost the fire of its soul
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On that very night
Sat owls, in an eternal silence
Bats hanging from the stiff branches
Looked like they were
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Santa will you come
Come to my home

I am not christian
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You cultivated in me
A desire
That grew lush green
With amorous fragrance
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Going to strike ten
The cosmic clock
Just two hours far is his death
A damp, cold death
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Horizon occupied by gray
Rained a fluid black
Waves looked pale and tired
When pushed
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Before you cross the bridge
Dreaming of dancing peacocks
Twinkling purple stars
Velvety puffs of breeze
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PARTED SOUL

Parted souls walking through the streets
Speak of nothingness
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سرناواں: گڈّا
شاعر: عامرعبدالله

میں سائیاں دا گڈا
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عظیم شاعر مجید امجد کی برسی پر ایک نظم ان کے نام۔

"کتبے پر لکھی نظم" - - عامر عبداللہ
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POEM: DELUSION..…
Poet: AamirAbdullah
PUNJAB (PAKISTAN)
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POEM: THAT WAS THE DAY
POET: AAMIR ABDULLAH
PUNJAB(PAKISTAN)
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Autumn's Eyes
POET: Aamir Abdullah

And then I conversed
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POEM: WE ARE NOT RIPEN YET
POET: AAMIR ABDULLAH
PUNJAB (PAKISTAN)
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AUTUMN, DEATH AND I

POET: AAMIR Aamir Abdullah
PUNJAB(PAKISTAN)
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(MY poem in bosnian/serbian/croatian)
Translated by: Enesa Mahmic

O, okeane...!
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If you can't
Preserve my fragrance
Before I stop breathing
into the heart of a flower
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O' the woman
I want to see you in real
I want to see the original
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The Best Poem Of Aamir Abdullah

Time Is Running Out

TITLE: TIME IS RUNNING OUT

Our lacerated flesh
is stitched with thorns
living by a cactus
before turning into a cactus
what else we can dream of
other than a large leafy tree
to survive hot and dust devils

We have seen...
lizards balming their
burnt paws and bellies
Verdins and Cactus Wrens
flying far for oasis
carrying tiredness at their wings
tiny tender hearts of sand grains
praying for clouds and rain

Let us negotiate
with the god of deserts
to end the judicial inquiry
for crimes, we never committed
Our prisons are becoming our graves
without hearing the last verdict

Time is running out.....

Far away into the skies
vultures are gathering
for a feast! ! !

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Aamir Abdullah Comments

Akhtar Jawad 07 October 2019

A nice poet to read.

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Fuzail Samore 12 September 2019

Amir Abdullah,s work in English,shows shows his great creative potential.I love his poems.

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Aamir Abdullah 11 September 2019

Thanks Poemhunter for publishing my work.

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