My days in Kabul (2007-2008) has shepherded me to the poets desk.
Please examine my poems critically and feel free to post scathing comments to help me develop my skills.
My heart felt like a stone
Mind sank in to a freeze,
The news has spread,
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Straddling the rugged uneven red earth
The little black ant scuttles from spec to spec
Urgent urgently searching for a certain thing
Of its interest and great worth
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