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a thousand splendid suns

October 4, 2013
By sameep BRONZE, Kathmandu, Other
sameep BRONZE, Kathmandu, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoings and rightdoings there is a field.I&#039;ll meet you there.<br /> -rumi


Bullets girdled around a man
He steps a thirsty soil of Kandahar
Turban billowing in air
They compass five horizon

Heart ghosting beyond Buddhas of bamiyans
Dried Like rocky mountains and boulders facing him
Rehearsing his requiem bound to come

His skin is dried chrysanthemum
Of them an aged juices flow
They reek of pre-martyrdom

He abandons the land of royals
A bounty flesh with poor soul
He throws a light to the sky
A commitment from candle of war

Thousand beautiful braves
Hoard into the land of thousand splendid suns
Soon the sky will see arrays of colors
The earth will taste spilled wine

Death is but a footstep to greatness
A labour that shall bear fruit
He reads the intentions of 50 stars
A rape to motherland and her sisters

Back to the home where Neanderthal lived
Rocky ceiling and mossy floors
A story written beneath kerosene lantern
That shall soon read by his brothers
On the railway of Madrid
Across the mute twins of newyork

He rides a chariot of the era
They shall spit the rage
To a civilized man
Who usually flips apish history

A new name he gets from AIC
25 million dollar man
Uniformed man in chariots
Baking the bread with flesh at stake

He is iconed by many souls
Picture are posted and thoughts are smeared
He is thanked,but with no words
For he is a monsoon,a spring
In the droughted tabloid market

His team score many goals
They are gunners to unparalleled ideolgies
A tournament caught them unaware
Organizer named it,"operation Neptune spears"

He anticipates game to end
Tulips of cave lose the fragrance
The prophet of many self victory
Seeks the refuge on Eden of east Pakistan

History has its alpha and omega
Old bone kneels to this truth
Legion of man poke his flesh
They tear like papery Bougainvillea
He surrenders the body to his soul
Mother sea awaits him
He swims on her bosom for good



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on Mar. 25 2014 at 8:49 pm
Ray--yo PLATINUM, Kathmandu, Other
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Favorite Quote:
God Makes No Mistakes. (Gaga?)<br /> &quot;I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.&quot; -Liesel Meminger via Markus Zusac, &quot;The Book Thief&quot;

Wow, Sameep dai, beautiful writing. Would you mind checking some of my works too? Thanks!