From the desert, I come to ask

[Mohammad Ahmad]

From the bound of desert, I come to ask
Retreating as a machine runs for back
Once I go, there is no mistake
Once I come, my legs shake
I am the light when there is no moon
But alas my age goes down now as soon
Give me a glance let me hear your dance
As I am strange nothing to me enhance
Spout the guzzle as what it be
And let me entrance under your knee
Out of my patience there is a huge ordeal
Once I looked, life to me is unreal
I am the friend of every kind hearted
There is no hurt unless to manhood we plotted
A man is a man when he respects others
And no trail we flow straight unless our mothers
The humanity is just a dark without knowledge
Thus, sun to moon should sincerely encourage

[Mohammad Ahmad]

Another poem I write it now:

As a sparrow it leaps from branch to branch
My heart goes tumbling as much it does launch.
Extremely the fruits enhanced my look
Bewitchingly, as if it was a murmur of brook
Then it comes in my ears chillily in another course
As it stepped down whilst I hear a neighing of horse
My name is just a letter of weep stabbing with sorrow
As I am being alone waiting the sun of morrow
Trippingly as if a gust of wind necked my chest
In that distant place I seek for joy and rest
It flagged my tear even I disgust the pain
Then I come back for a life I disdain
Does sorrow make you wondering like me?
Then my mender is a cheek of a white tree.

[Mohammad Ahmad]

Poem – 3
Once a trip at afternoon

A cabin is being faraway and deserted
We need a long walk to reach it
A tripping man escorting us looks enjoyed
A well-escorted fellow never can be matched
When he run his leg pushed out
Inside a tilling yard, he sent gamut
What cleverness should be looked awhile?
And the way is curved mile after a mile
A flock of gooses flew being frightened
And our journey seems intimate and delighted

[Mohammad Ahmad]

poem - 4 I write meantime this moment
As a leg of harmer, it seems alike
When we went al-Hammar Lake to steal a sight
Virtually it looks as if an integral part
In a midst of the marsh we trip down
Inside the thick reed legs our arms were frozen
As how much we struggled with oars
No steamer we have then unless to push our hands
And the moon as if it looks farsightedly
Cutting our emotions, just we wait the fate
Flock of wolves we heard their voices
Being frightened we loaded our guns
And the moment is too strange for us
Heartedly our noses inhaled deep sorrow
Since then none of us being intimate friend
And his thoughts is to be devoted for his gloom
A wolf came near to us as if it tried a question!
Its belly was being empty and it yelped
A long canine tooth it had never I saw before
And the time is terrible to be close more
Our advantage is to methinks that we are alone
And to depart as much the time served us
But suddenly a rough desire makes us aware
That life is just forest full of severe burdens
And the attitude should be then for resistance