Comments on: On a Clear Day - A poem by HUR http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/ just moved to www.razarumi.com Thu, 24 Jul 2008 11:11:19 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU By: Seema http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-55231 Seema Sat, 01 Sep 2007 11:47:28 +0000 http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-55231 Thoughtless in thought of nothing I see thee watching blind and obscure hole it was parting between two worlds or there are many I wonder...my vision would ever encompass I wish I could see the difference A numbness in heart A deafness of soul A cry that may pierce heaven Let's moan to ourselves Death is amongst us All doors closed Those already escaped missed raven who foretold his becoming was essential to loose hold on hatred, envy and revenge Lessen the burden of Earth O God heavy like my heart choked like my breath it needs to lighten, freshen All my prayers were heard I saw...a window did open! Thoughtless in thought of nothing
I see thee watching
blind and obscure hole it was
parting between two worlds
or there are many
I wonder…my vision would ever encompass
I wish I could see the difference
A numbness in heart
A deafness of soul
A cry that may pierce heaven
Let’s moan to ourselves
Death is amongst us
All doors closed
Those already escaped missed raven
who foretold his becoming was essential
to loose hold on hatred, envy and revenge
Lessen the burden of Earth O God
heavy like my heart
choked like my breath
it needs to lighten, freshen
All my prayers were heard
I saw…a window did open!

]]> By: I Me My http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-48319 I Me My Wed, 01 Aug 2007 19:08:06 +0000 http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-48319 Wrenches the very last emotion out of any breathing soul...breathtaking! Wrenches the very last emotion out of any breathing soul…breathtaking!

]]> By: Jahane Rumi - In search of the unsearchable: “…O, my soul! where would you find your house?” » Window 2×2 without a View http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-48011 Jahane Rumi - In search of the unsearchable: “…O, my soul! where would you find your house?” » Window 2×2 without a View Mon, 30 Jul 2007 15:40:53 +0000 http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-48011 [...] 2×2 without a View By RR  A powerful poem by HUR on the recent events in [...] [...] 2×2 without a View By RR  A powerful poem by HUR on the recent events in [...]

]]> By: HUR http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-46554 HUR Tue, 24 Jul 2007 04:38:15 +0000 http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-46554 Raza Sahib, This one is fresh. HUR Raza Sahib,
This one is fresh.
HUR

]]> By: HUR http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-46552 HUR Tue, 24 Jul 2007 04:35:33 +0000 http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-46552 A new Poem Window 2x2 without a View A low 2x2 window painted dark green on the outside faced a wall dug with undying will to die in the name of God. She had stood up against the window for six years out of her eight and looked at the idea beyond the room filled with orphans and abandoned. She had twenty five of the thirty chapters in her heart, she could recite them all to the pleasure of the Almighty. The carnage she was told was His will. Other than hunger she was free from pain and despair. She had never tasted a bullet, hamburger or even a bar of chocolate cheese. Television, merry go round, song and dance had not crossed her life. She was too young for lipstick, eyelash or mascara. She also was too young for this massacre. Two by two window with dark green paint and a hint of white turned all black that day. The wall was bombed to rubble but opened a view. HUR 23 July 2007 Islamabad A new Poem

Window 2×2 without a View

A low 2×2 window
painted dark green
on the outside
faced a wall
dug with undying
will to die in the name of God.

She had stood up
against the window
for six years out of her eight
and looked at the idea
beyond the room
filled with orphans and abandoned.

She had twenty five
of the thirty chapters in her heart,
she could recite them all
to the pleasure of the Almighty.
The carnage she was
told was His will.

Other than hunger
she was free from
pain and despair.
She had never tasted a bullet,
hamburger or even a
bar of chocolate cheese.

Television, merry go round,
song and dance had
not crossed her life.
She was too young
for lipstick, eyelash or mascara.
She also was too young for this massacre.

Two by two window
with dark green paint
and a hint of white turned all black
that day.
The wall was bombed to rubble
but opened a view.

HUR
23 July 2007
Islamabad

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]]> By: temporal http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-9674 temporal Tue, 20 Feb 2007 18:44:34 +0000 http://razarumi.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/on-a-clear-day-a-poem-by-hur/#comment-9674 yes we should cherish clear days few and far in between for am a cloud floating yes
we should cherish
clear days
few and far in between
for am a cloud
floating

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