Harassing

[Mohammad Ahmad]

Harassing
O, fatigue,
O, pain
How much thou are harassing
It caused me another burden
Between the shrubs, I got inspired
Then I thought without reaction
As a steamiest origin, it flings me down
As a naturalist, I searched the ground
Nothing could reply only my desire
And a midst of thought I notice a fire
To be then as a column danced my legs
Here I am not surrendering
Here I am, work as a fire
Here I am, stayed as a lion
My ocean still full of unruly desire
To what dealt with Arabian Sea is just fault.
Neither empire then nor there is sailor.
My banner is a word of a message still unburned
Another loaf should be eaten
Another dark should be fallen
Then the place should be entirely movies alike.
Unfinished journey will be more harmed
And our trail nevertheless of our bare thought,
Out of the sea should be put in our message.
To ask the seabirds about our grief
To ask the demonist in which we had curved.
Stopless emotion should never be delighted
And in our huge agony we may be damned
O, the desire of my agony,
For what shall I endure?
The masterpiece I worked will be laid down
To be just papers covered with dusts.