1-My lost forever pen\ 2- simplest

[Mohammad Ahmad]

My lost forever pen
Methinks its ink is borrowed
For a long time has misfortune
Sweet enough then died
Between a heap of papers
Tourist, to all worlds
Heaven under its foot
Invades deserts and seashores
Too many snails it tickled
Thrown away with wind,
No region it has to settle down
Perhaps either a look of wit
Will calm its feet
It dropped ink as a rain
Alas suddenly it has retired
Another one should be retried
Once our day is cloudy
Once again, a burning sun
Again still I walk
On the marshland
Their no human voice
Their my barefoot repeats a drum sound
Stepping lonely on the ground
Over my weak body I stand up
As a pine tree of a thick branches
To rest on my drowsy tired cheek
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[Mohammad Ahmad]

poem- 2

Simplest
Methinks simplest
Never has been seen anymore
But simplest
It comes as if a guitar's sound
Into my ear simplest
Thou, art a human simplest!
But to keep on a tough cocoon narrowest
Everything you look up,
Every domain stirs you up
Still you need to be simplest
Over your opened-door
The vast of my life towers
And hence still watches me
As a period of my age went down
To the attentive woman still I love
My pen I solitarily give out
As a tombstone in a wide universe
It still watches my agony
It has never calmed me down
In each step I put forward
In each stairs lonely I passed
Still your soul warming me up
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