A Complain... But To Whom? Poem by Afzal Shauq
A Complain... But To Whom?
To whom
do I complain
is it here...?
People living round me
whom my heart reaches
trying to beat as one
run from me
I present songs of love
played on my heart's violin
But they would rather
dance for money.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.213/Page.282
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Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq
© Afzal Shauq
Great poem. The ending is very modern, very much from the third world type of thought.......introspective! ! ! !
I dont think a lot of people want to hear hearts your song also they dance for money bc thats how we live to day but hey like the saying says' if you can't beat them join um'!
Nice poem containing beautiful words to express your pain seeing the plight of society of the present era. The world has been dominated by wealth and now there is no value of man. I like your poem ^_^
you can complain to your words you can complain to your god because he's the only one will hear you
Slam, You have written this very nicely.very adorable keep writing.
It kind of makes you think...I like it very nice hope you continue writing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 1:24:36 AM # 1.0.0
adorable poem, I like it