Woman in White Fog

At night within the thick fog
I found something lively,
It was you,
A womanly shape in white fog,
I tried to embrace you,
But only cold touched
My skin, blood and veins
To make me feel and believe,
Your body is deadly cold now…

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Playground of Darkness

Through the old concrete walls
Light could not come inside
To play her daily magic show,
With the darkness of my room,
Here behind the book racks,
Under the worn bed cover,
Inside the clothes I wear,
Darkness finds its own space...
I can claim it to be my own.

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Let Me Play Football

Let me run on the field
Of a crowded football stadium,
The ball is sticky to my leg,
Let the opponent’s defenders to come.

Let me head the ball with full force,
When my team player does a corner kick,
I want to place the ball in opponent’s net,
That’s an honour more than climbing Everest’s pick.

Let my team’s footballers hug me,
When I score a world class goal,
And I shall preserve my supporters’ celebration
Forever in my golden soul.

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Mr. Green

Green leaves tell you
How green your mind is,
Wide boroughs tell you
How broad your mind is,
Velvet grasses tell you
How soft your hair is,
Clean water ponds tell you
How your tears are,
White clouds tell you
How your floating thoughts are,
Birds in group tell you
How you enjoy friend’s company,
Peacock tells you
How you dance in rain,
Lion tells you
How to react with pride,
Deer tells you
How you enjoy your freedom,
And environment tells you
How you can become Mr. Green.

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Real Independence Day

Corruption can’t make me embarrassed
Police, army and torture can stop for today,
Rape and murder news can’t paralyze me
Abusive reports I won’t have to read for a day.

Today you are not a man, woman or gay
But only a human being: genderless,
Feel the inner soul within your body
And feel that your mind is painless.

You and me celebrate independence day,
We celebrate the day with individual style,
We forget our agonies of past for a day,
To decorate each face with independent smile.

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Old Friendship

Time running anticlockwise,
Faded lanes of memory revisited,
Decades old joys
Leaving a smudged mark on memory
Appeared again,
Forgotten fashion, food, culture
Became lively
As we childhood friends met again.

We parted ways for career to fight for life,
With individual styles,
We carried with us each other’s shadows,
Teenager’s first love and betrayal,
Friendly gossiping, small balloons of tears – we carried them all
To finally merge memories through hugs and kisses,
Yesterday revisited,
Time again runs clockwise.

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Maradona as Coach Maradona

I can't see Argentina's future in this world cup. I am writing this poem being a fan of Maradona and Argentina football team.

Now you an old lion
Still a hunter
But don’t go for hunting in groups,
You are preparing others to hunt for you.

You have kept beard during the world cup
But that can’t hide the anxiety and pride of your face.

Standing beside the side line
You watch the football of Argentina
With conscious long wait
For another Argentine goal.

Tevez, Milito, Veron can’t ignore your presence,
Even Messi follows your shadow of football magic,
Can they uplift the cup
That you once held in your heavenly hands?

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Maradona, Maradona, Maradona…

This poem is dedicated to worldwide football fans.

Your left foot had the power
Of a great painter’s brush,
You made the football
To talk to your
Body’s changing moves.
Defenders all over the world
Tried to scare you, tackle you, fowl you,
Could they snatch your external body part,
A football?
You moved like a white lighting
In the dark cloud of opponent's defense;
Other strikers saw opponent's goal post,
You aimed to shoot there,
There was one word that fed you
In your entire football career –
Goal, goal, goal.
Not only Argentine fans
But football lovers worldwide

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