Darkness In The Night, Vol 2 Poem by Matloob Bokhari

Poem title: DARKNESS IN THE NIGHT
Poet: Matloob Bokhari
Country: Pakistan
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Darling of my heart, my beloved
Night, in the dark night, stormy night
Night of poverty, injustice, gross inequality
In the night, worrying poor are suffering under the tiny elites
Fearing poor are sobbing in agony
In the night, flesh and blood people are sighing under oppression
In the night, money is for wars, not to feed the poor
In the night, cries of hungry babes, screams of sick babes
In the night, tears don't work; words don't mean
In the night, poverty does not lead to revolt
Darling of my heart and, my beloved
In the whirlwind of pain, I want refuge in your beautiful face
Whiter than the white milk
Fresher than the fresh water
In the lingering light of sunset
In the moon, most romantic teacher in cosmos
Darling of my heart, my beloved
Night, in the dark night, stormy night
I want refuge in hope, in dream, in your love and in the paradise of imagination!