Sea of ​​Kabul (F. Wajidi)

August 14, 2009 · Print

Birds flying blind under the beds heavenly

Cross wires that twist of desire

And fill up all the lights

Sun flood the magnet on the concrete

Float like foam breaking waves and voiceless

Here, so far from the ocean

Its tide is sewn to itself as the music

That is not recited, and so can not be corrupted

By time. Spend just outside them

As a raging demon

And leave everything intact while snatches

The ocher walls as human sand

The bones of the palace of Shah cannibals

Broken pump tanks and combat aircraft

How flew to hunt down the stolen soul

And now subject but forever out of his

He walks and sings the girl's hand

Someone lost a sealed spectrum

That left corner saved due

In boxes in basements of pure memory

To leave his youth in the desire of other

Weapon pointing and tense curiosity

Throw it to fly, in your blindness

Find out why your eyes dry basins sail

If you stop on alert

The mechanical vapor jellyfish of summer

And that heart his hands go

To study love

It's so hot that is not passed and

That birds fly like fish

And as temptation has no age lasts forever

For these invisible rivers dry Kabul

Nadan eternal dance that ponded on the way to the bazaar

And it whispers like raindrops to the thirsty mountains

Oasis in the margins written sideways you read

In the underground cliff where you bathed at night

Think that the desert begins, but the hallucination of the sea

Navigate the eyes, and hands are directed

To your place of mollusk and tomorrow and always

And the tide is low momentum and celestial

If I could raise the sea, after all

The bird that flew long as the fish

All that remains silent wind

Because the quiet air of nothing

It goes against my heart broken and nothing else

Is the name given to the infinite

And against my time forging your own insecurity

other coordinates of sea star

While injuries sheets under the sky

Jellyfish and sea of silence

All so far from the other oceans

And my temptation to ask if you let talk

And suddenly you will become ready to die old

Eat your air time and your love halo

So far, the final analysis, everything else.

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