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A traveler, a lover, I am not alone

The gray and green hills around
The living plants nearby
The wide smiled sky up high
With cottony clouds, the golden sun, the silver moon
And the multicolored stars on its surface
The joyful breeze of wind in the start of spring
Up on the inky rivers
And the twittering voice of birds
On the dancing trees dressed with green leaves whole days and nights
All of these things are saying some words
I close my eyes and ask why it is?
How can they say the same words together days and nights?
The universe responds, you are not alone
If you are the soul
Nature is the heart, I am the spirit
And you are the lovers
Because you can hear the words of love
Through the language of the universe.
The universe says, love the person sitting near to you
Since you are far from your own friends
Oh, I am not alone
Not far away from Afghans, Afghan nature, and Afghanistan

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sibusisiweyona's picture

how are you butterfly

that is a lovely poem about love and if we all learn to love the world would be a much better place.

stay blessed

Dearest,
Love is everywhere, it is not connected only with a person, or family, or friends. Love is in nature, the mountains around us, the blue sky, and the teasing wind of the universe. We all are connected with them, and we are each other's lovers. Today, 17, July, 2011, I have arrived to the Stanford University for a summer program, with my 25 fellows, at first I was scared from the people around me, may be it was because, as an Afghan, I have heard from people that the US Troops kill our innocent people. So I have had the same pictures on my head, but when we reached at the San Francisco International Airport, a guard was checking my visa and passport, he looked at me and asked me what was my name, as usual, I said, "Parwana Fayyaz,"
"You are from Afghanistan, and what are you doing here?"
"I am here for a summer program at Stanford University."
He said, "Do you know that you have only 2 days left for your arrival in US, you have arrived in correct time."
It was the most memorable scene of my life, as I was so much scared that they might count me as the Taliban, but they recognized me as I am, Parwana.He did not continue it.
With loves, Parwana

Farnoosh Fathi's picture

"Because you can hear the

"Because you can hear the words of love/Through the language of the universe." Wow!

Thank you for your beautiful poems, Parwana.

Farnoosh Fathi

parwana fayyaz's picture

Thank you, it is just the

Thank you, it is just the start of my poetry. I have written lots of them and have dedicated to my inspirations, women of loves, courage, joy, hope, and happiness in me. Thanks,

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