A Man's Secret Poem by Ablimit Abdukhadir

I am a have secret man
Although the pain and grief has always occupied my body
I am still alive, between woman and muzzle
My soul putrid in the glass enveloped


My left hand is the woods, the right hand is the night
Satan and pigs in a common ruled the city
This city in the old man goodness like God
Women exposed to breasts to attract moon
Before the birth of a boy from a forfeited motherland, God, intuition,
After losing faith, language, freedom
The remaining things are dust, misery, repentance

At that time the sound of rain grazed my troubles
A city, when it does not belong to me anything
Castle, desert, ancient ruins, pigeons
Martyrs and traitors, fairies and prostitutes
Even the schools, mosques, Buddhist cave, grotto, brothels

Your pain is between hunger and thirst
My pain is between heaven and hell
Between being Imprisoned and assimilation
These are my secrets
If I die with these covers my grave.