Tears Of Relief … 2303-2k13 Poem by saadat tahir
Tears Of Relief … 2303-2k13
It's been a ritual
Every three days I sat twirling my thumbs
Thinking and musing
About those Japanese and American bums
I finished the paper
On my iPad an eon of Newsweek, Time
The sun's risen high
My radio rings out a change in the clime
Hadn't it been days?
I had some agreeable reprieve and relief
The endless effort
Had me drained and brought me such grief
I wish and I hope
No one snaps me in this precarious form
Grimaces and winces
Before I am reborn and weather the storm
It wasn't easy
For the Luther's or either the king of rock
I feel privileged
Striving with J F and Hitler in the dock
Hard Tears of relief
Pleasurably trickle down my cheeks
As the environs
With the scent of fresh fertilizer reeks
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23rd Mar,2013
Islamabad.
its difficult, those who know.. :)
The sun has risen high and there is 'change in clime'.....I feel optimism conquers the pessimism though it was very hard to win....It is about strength of human heart. as a little I could have understanding of it.
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5/2/2024 12:11:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't know if it was your intention, my feel is that everything is connected. Some late news (I try not to follow them) brings some wonders, if not fears... The happiness may be for the appreciation of a time of peace. Yet any guess sometimes could be wrong..Thank you for share, this poem is food for thought.