The Burning Heart
Najibullah SK *
Heart's the creativity of God.
Feels it tiresome,
The unprecedented worthiness
Locomotes it too heavy on me.
The inherent restlessness
Plunges my heart into uneasiness.
That perspires me several nights.
And nothing too contents me.
It lingers me like a birth
In the depth of darkness
And in the depth of ocean.
At where persists my world on
To lamp like a star.
But bears no fruit yet.
Although my selfless feeder's word
Compels me it alive.
Drives me the due surest.
Neither softer nor harder willingly
Binds up all in the destined day
Translates that burning heart into
Jubilant with no pain.
With smiling all, being a new entrant
And brings the burning down to cool
"The writer, a student pursuing post graduation in JNU, depicted this poem desperately in one night in his under graduation relying on his assurance of his dream in a short tenure to enable overcoming every arrow of attacks and arrogances from the parents and siblings. He has been still unable to carry on the hopes of parent. So he compares his heart burning and in the meanwhile assumes his hopes to definitely achieve."
* Poem written by Najibullah SK for e-pao.net
The poet can be contacted at sk(doT)naji919(aT)gmail(doT)com
This poem was webcasted on November 01 2015.
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