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(7)Poems>Ahmad Basir
HERE

We ar here
It is high time the pompous illusive dress of darkess
Fell down in front of the Sun.

We are here.
In eyes of none is written the language of frustration.
We are marching on towards our destination
Moving the wheels of life.

We are here.
There is no fear into our heart
Because we know Life always walks in this way
Along with Death.
Translation: Sayeed Abubakar
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