Mourning The Enemy Poem by Amjad Babur

They
Walks with me
Secret file
Like specific code
Under supervision
I don't know how many months and years have passed
That ever
Comes in a dream and deceives
Sometimes it scares me with hunger
Keep me awake
On the dreamy road to wake up
I don't know where it leads

I who
I make my own word map
Multiply the time division
Instead of collecting
Under the sky of negation
I hide in the ground

and U
Looking for clusters in the market
Fleeing from the state of war
Fugitive soldier's gun
It is rusty
The spectators of the fire of true thought
Fell asleep

They
It will continue to burn in me
Arrhythmias
He has a family business
She told me
Will always be hostile
Put on the shackles of curse
Will die

Amjad Babar