Muhammad Khan Poems

Dear First World, Salute to you
Accept humble bow, from the Third World.
Thank you for the great lectures for fucking idiots.
Heads hung low, wide-eyed,
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Farewell migrating cranes,
your fields have turned dry,
like the heart of my country--a long journey awaits.
Although it may kill,
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Life met me in the alley, shattered and torn,
As if violated by cruel invaders' scorn.
But I gathered her broken fragments, piece by piece,
And adorned her with flowers, seeking love and peace.
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Oh lady, do you remember me?
The flower you left in the book of poetry.
I lay forgotten for so long,
My petals dried, my colors gone.
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