In the smallest unit of time I went
A few centuries back when riding a camel
The caravan had a halt after a long way down the hills
In the narrow pass and in the plain near the Tatara
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dear sadiq.... awesome iwth my background....having sufficient time in WANA and in peshawar....learned to speak basic pukhto... the poems assume a unique experience i refelect and remember with nostalgia to have tread the path of the ancient caravans......and the BLOT.....the obscene glut in recent years....caucasian...same ol, dust cheers mate heres your ten
i love these poems you write on the bazaar in your city...................wonderful warm write...
you were in a bit of spell...nostalgic in return...lovely compsition my friend, great picturesque! ! ! Thanks........
for a Warner brothers bag great adventure and great poem