A Poem About Expanding Distances Poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
A Poem About Expanding Distances
Paths are hot on my trail
And eyes...... as always they do......
Behind, far behind
Are nailed to apertures in the door.
My mom has furrows
Criss-crossed on her time-worn face
And like a dot sans word
Unaware of my own import
I am gaoled in the abdomen
Of starving books.
If one were to look
Into sisters' eyes at the moment of parting
One would know
How deserts are changed into oceans.
Do you remember
You had said at separation
When the dreams of journey
Spring forth from lines of the palm
To become the fate of my feet
Two eyes......as always they do......
Behind, far behind
Will be nailed to the apertures in the door.
And that moment
(you had said)
Will be the last link in our contact.
(1980, Translated By Dr. Satyapal Anand)
Mom and sis all behind and distance.... ohwhat an eyes may bewatching from distance..........beautiful write sir, ....10 read mine O, mother, papa do uknow and papa u too. all human nblood relation
you walk an untrodden path...... that why your poems are so distinct..dear poet..........
you truly were born to be a writer. Great work...i love all your poems they are simply breathtaking. and the imagery you use makes it all the more tangible!
i really enjoy reading this one.. keep writing good ones :) .. best wishes Angeline
Wonderful use of metaphor and imagery. So long as we can keep our loved ones in a poem, distance is indeed a gift we give ourselves. Beautiful, my friend. Kind regards, Sandra
really penned with mastery all through the lines...10 from me.
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 12:30:43 AM # 1.0.0
a nicely penned poem.distance is not a hindrance of togetherness., naizz