Wednesday, January 11, 2012


Once from dialects,
mirrors net trapped alphabets
of origin from one earthen ocean
but on morning light
there remained dew drops…
Looking at my face in one mirror
I realized a smile I lost
on seasons which reflected once
radiance of a million earthen lamps
From the ruins of stone temples
I learned that invasions
cause pain not only on stone statues
but even in hurt lockers
of Euphrates and Tigress…
Hurt or unhurt there remain
on the ruins
cradle of civilization… 

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