He Wrote Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

He Wrote



He wrote

I have walked a long distance
Very long
Longer than the diameter of
The Earth

I have a long history
Full of joys and pains
Rich with successes,
Also miserable failures,

I have songs, parables
Tales, fables, and…
Among them a baby-
Watermelon seeking
The rights of its father.

I have been barred from
Speaking my language
Practicing my culture
And forced to pay tax…

To regain my freedom
I have lost eyes and lives
And ears and tongues
And the virginity of our
Daughters, sisters, mothers
Who; killed themselves to
Avoid the shame…

I have come a long way
A very long way…

Rudaki, is named the father
As the reviver of my poetry.
He lost his eyes and his life
Forced to live misery, exile,
He wrote, before the fall:
“I saw a bird near Sarakhs
It raised its song to the clouds
I saw a colourful chador on it
Many colours on that chador.”

Monday, August 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: history
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 31 August 2015

full of joy and pains..

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