Living Corpse
by Kawsar Ahamed
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Seeing the state of my life, Sameer,
I feel nothing but hatred for it.
I cannot tell you
how mercilessly this life has been destroyed.
I see no dreams anymore
when I fall asleep, Sameer,
because to see dreams, one must sleep—
but I no longer know how to sleep.
I am so broken,
completely destroyed inside.
My eyes may close, yes,
but my heart never stops waking.
This broken heart of mine
can never find rest, Sameer.
I am so broken,
I am completely shattered.
There is no hope left in my life now,
because I have become
a living corpse.
I am only waiting now—
for the moment my last breath stops.
Every day is another breaking,
every moment leaves a fresh wound.
I am alive, but not living—
time is slowly erasing me away.
No complaints remain inside me,
everything has already died within.
I keep walking without reason,
a silent corpse still moving.
And now I no longer search for light,
because darkness has made me its own.
I do not wish to run from anyone,
nor do I wish to meet anyone, Sameer,
because what is broken inside
cannot be fixed from the outside.
Perhaps I am still alive,
but life no longer remains in me.
And if you ever remember me,
do not think of me as a person—
only as a fading voice
slowly disappearing into silence.
I was…
but now only a name remains
that time has erased.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem