Spring on crutches....FATA's pain!

[saadat tahir]

....ravages of war

Saleh …..19 yrs….lost his legs in a war he never understood. He was not particularly despondent……one day in the hospital ...it was a cold winter morning, I was hurrying to join the twitter at the tea bar….through the corner of my eye I saw him in the corridor, in his wheel chair…. deep in thought, nose pressed against the fogging window pane…. I just stopped... walked up and touched his shoulder…..he was shaken out of deep thought and as I said some meaningless comforting words….. his forced smile disappeared and he just melted…! !

Fields dancing in the wind
the buds and flowers too
I see the grasses velvet hue
the blooms refreshed with dew

I want to caress them tenderly
like I wish to be with you
your presence like the blossoms
delicate and softly bossomed

my love is here and true
like the wishes I have for you
scented, sweet, alive and strong
you will always carry my heart along

like an ever smiling flower...
blue cheery sky for our cover
little birdies twitter in the sun
and the air too whispers fun

lonely remains of innocent dreams
a happy family now rests in realms
huddled and one day blissfully slept
silently upon them hellfire crept

Cant no more, a roll in the grass
or feel the tangy tufts of moss
with my legs I’ve lost the toss
cant touch nature…or you...alas!

original
saadat tahir
(Islamabad)
April 7,2009)