Tears, And Head Bowed Down In Sorrow... Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Aadil Hingorjo

Aadil Hingorjo

Sanghar, Sindh, Pakistan
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Tears, And Head Bowed Down In Sorrow...

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Silently standing at your door, I offer my prayer
I don't scream hard; nor do I disturb anyone
I knock my own nights, I'm only inhaling me
I'm taught to submit myself; I do it passionately
I don't force you, nor 'll I impose myself on you
You too are brother to me; we are same pets
Hiroshima tragedy ruptured me apart
Holocaust undid my internal organs
Cried... I cried at every human massacre
Whoever damaged humanity I opposed him
Yet I fall all alone today; I'm soberly unseen
Nobody acknowledges my tears.. I'm terrified
Crusades weren't my foundation..
I dint debase any human progress
I prolonged for peace
My every page manifested but pure love
Yet you my mark me rigid, ignorant & inhuman
Why do you deny my light? Dim me not, O lords!

Not all the stupidity lies in me
I'm not that stubborn Arab
I'm an Arab with denser lyrics
I'm an Ajam with deeper art
I'm a Muslim.. A Muslim from this world
This world isn't your real estate; is it?
Why do you disallow me from drinking water?
Am I not supposed to sing my anthems?
I grow on the tunes of death..
My winds have underwent a nasty turn
My bridges are largely bruised
Yet my heart is full of humanity
Humanity comes first.. I'm but a blurred peace
Don't rape off my daughters..
Don't slaughter my son's
What's the crime of my dyingly old father?
Why don't you tell me the sin of my mother?
Why do they go disappeared in nights
And why don't they return to the homes
Where are my homes, my lords?
What are the charge-sheets after all?
Why don't you undress those coffins?
What are you afraid of, my superpower lord?
I'm scattered like distant dunes
My grains are left to undying edge of thirst

You killed my more than fifty innocent people
You actually massacred millions of dreams
You distorted endless desires
You're the killer of life
You're afraid of lively aayats
You just misinterpret my stanzas
You just laugh at me, you're a dangerous thing
You enlarge threats and you foster the fear
You've corrupted my smiles
Your bullets defame the classical lands
You've ripped apart the land of Palestine
Your notoriety treads upon the Afghani hills
You have undone the schools of Iraq
You disintegrated the history of Damascus
You've butchered the breathes of Baghdad
Yet you call me the killer!

Yes, I'm Jerusalem
I smile at you youthfully
My expressions resist defy your towers
I'm the aching igniting storm of Iran
I possess the striking faith
I'm otherwise a magical fire
I can take revenge of every single sigh
I'm in my aura a call of calmness
I can trace the tricks of time
I can solve the sums of summers
My angry moan can scratch out your ears
Let me not be a clamorous scream
Let me be who I am
Let my ink spread the universal love
Don't for God's sake crunch my bleeding heart
Don't tantalize me to teach you back
Don't embed in me the lustful economics
You've outcasted my intellect
You've outnumbered my melodies
Don't despise my ragged shadow
Do not disregard my rivers
I plant my humblest self
I echo like the ancient Indus art
I fly like an eagle and fall like a pale leaf
My mates aren't here to be crucified
They are the slogans of life
They have already paid a lot

Excuses me, the civilizations of the world
I stand up for human life
I stand up for ecological uproot
I stand up for coming queues
I stand for the entirety of truth
I don't want to be a borderline
I don't want any dint of clash
I don't want soldiers to be martyred
I don't want any fraud anymore
I'm a simple voice with mutual grief
I'm an anti torture unit
I'm a hope in hellfire
Maltreat me not anymore
Yes, I'm suffocating; suffocate me no more
I've been a cave of letters
Unfold me not
It's been a heartache
Don't diagnose me anymore
Because you've just been disfiguring me
I expect no tales from your treasury
I feel it enough
Perplex me not anymore
I've been blamed since long
Let me be bluntly honest
Do not for peace's sake dispirit the candles
For the soul of light is Infinitely endless!

Tears, And Head Bowed Down In Sorrow...
Saturday, March 16, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: grief ,tragedy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 17 March 2019

A nice poem, Aadil. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks.

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Sanghar, Sindh, Pakistan
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