I Walk To Talk To You Poem by Aftab Alam
I Walk To Talk To You
Wanted to tell many thing
But can’t, don’t know why?
If there is tyranny
I can’t bear//
Far from my intention
Into the dark forest
Between faith and thought
I have been dragged
And defeated, always
Being in silence
I ask a question to me
Who am I?
No answer like a dead
From dead one I arise
Completely restless
And then
I sell my slumber
And purchase words
In the market of poverty,
Many shop of death starvation
So many words
Cruel, lovely, beautiful,
Peace, rich, charity, religion and faith,
These words; killing me.
If I stay here for a while,
Alas! I may say something
I walk to talk to you
Wanted to tell many thing
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I want to speak with you, good write, thanks Aftab, my friend. we are one and the same, we belong to one family under this sun and on this earth.
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For heart when they sell words for money You purchase a wisdom in a market of poverty Yes in now days it is like this