Khairul Ahsan

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Going Away - Poem by Khairul Ahsan

On this holiday afternoon, on my bed as I leisurely lie,
Through the Southern window as I look at the azure sky,
I can see the split patches of white clouds trailing across,
And floating some unknown destinations.

Very often our overhead sky, as the airport is nearby,
Is traversed by aeroplanes streaking across the sky.
Their colorful tails adorned with flags of varying kinds,
Like flags of nations, or just with the logo of the Airlines.

I keep gazing at those like a child as they fly away,
Sometimes burying themselves in the cloud and
Sometimes piercing through the patches right away,
As if playing hide and seek, like the children at play.

Whenever I find a transport carrying people,
To distant destinations by air, road, sea or rail,
My mind likes to follow suit in right earnest,
And to the passengers I send an imaginary request.

I request them to carry my good wishes, wherever they go,
Strangers they may be, but I develop an instant friendship,
And with that relationship, want to say good bye to each,
So that their distant destinations they may safely reach.

As I stand, sit or lie motionless, and gaze at them,
I feel sad to see them go out of my sight..and away,
I feel as if a piece of my heart has gone with them,
And soon I return to reality, to do the things mundane.

05 November,2013

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Strange, but true!

Comments about Going Away by Khairul Ahsan

  • Rajnish Manga (6/26/2016 12:26:00 AM)

    What an invigorating landscape along with emotions attached with unknown people going away by air, road, sea or rail, You are such a wonderful craftsman, Khairul Ahsan. Thanks.
    I request them to carry my good wishes, wherever they go,
    I feel as if a piece of my heart has gone with them,
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  • (4/19/2014 9:50:00 AM)

    This is a great poem, I like the contemplation aspect and vision. (Report) Reply

  • (12/20/2013 8:31:00 AM)

    This poem absorbed and charmed me. It shows you are not only a poet, but a caring soul who reflects on the lives of strangers. (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (11/14/2013 8:57:00 AM)

    A stream of thoughts so wonderfully brought to life with such ease, of giving to strangers your good wishes on their journey and to wonder at their lives, is the soul of a true poet! (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (11/13/2013 7:33:00 AM)

    @ Patricia Grantham,
    Thanks for sharing your childhood memories. Now I know that many of us have similar feelings as of mine.
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  • (11/12/2013 7:47:00 PM)

    You have made use of your holiday afternoon leisure to wander in the sky as an airport and the journey of life of our fellow beings reaching their last destination. Though it is painful it is inevitable. Description is thought provoking and philisophical. Nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • (11/12/2013 10:11:00 AM)

    Lovely! ! Great expression..... I loved it! ! Please do go through my works too and give your valuable comments.... (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (11/10/2013 7:03:00 AM)

    @Noreen Carden,
    Thanks for your kind words. I am glad that you enjoyed reading my poem and you harbor similar feelings as mine towards the passengers and silently wish them well.
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  • Humera Sultana (11/10/2013 6:51:00 AM)

    You are sensitive to the details of life. Beautiful write. Thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Lyn Paul (11/8/2013 7:30:00 AM)

    An interesting topic Khairul and great words. I to think of people, their thoughts, their lives. If only people knew just how interesting they were to observe. Many thanks (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (11/7/2013 7:48:00 AM)

    This is a very good poem that brings back many memories of childhood days.
    I can't help but remember as a child when I would hear a rumbling noise and
    would immediately look up and see an airplane zooming through the skies. I
    would always begin to think and wonder where they are headed. They looked
    like little birds far up in the sky. I would always hope that it would reach the
    destination in which it was headed for. I still very much think the same way today.
    Good memories will last. A nice write.
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  • Noreen Carden (11/6/2013 6:48:00 PM)

    Hello Khairul what an interesting poem Well done like you and Lorraine i always offer a prayer for a safe journey
    for the travelers.I enjoyed reading your poem thank you for sharing
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  • Khairul Ahsan (11/6/2013 1:13:00 AM)

    @ Lorraine Colon,
    Thanks for the comment, you are the first to make on it and I am excited to find there is one who holds similar feelings like me.
    Yes, 'it's sort of a bond all people have with each other'.
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  • (11/6/2013 12:18:00 AM)

    I know what you mean. Sometimes, when I'm sitting in my garden, an occasional plane passes overhead, and I can't help but wonder where it's going and who is on it. And I always hope it arrives safely. I guess it's sort of a bond all people have with each other. Very interesting poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 6, 2013

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