I don’t belong here…
not on this earth!
I want to fly back where I came from.
I want to go around the earth,
find the spot where I belong and
live simply
where love is not denied.
I want to fly where birds sing their nicest songs,
where I can hear waterfowl, where it is green all the time,
where flowers smile and butterflies speak.
I want to fly where I can write poems and sing songs,
where dancing is not forbidden.
I want to leave those people who make me cry…
I want to be free to laugh
I want to fly where people are happy, where children don’t cry,
where memories don’t die.
I want to be free from evil eyes
I want to fly up to the deep sky.
I want to be free from captivity, break free from life’s chains.
I want to fly and live simply.
I want to die.
By Shafiqa
Photo by Stefan Cooke
What a touching poem: simple, eloquent. I love “where flowers smile and butterflies speak.” The last line is so powerful; I needed to read the whole poem again, with that line in mind. I feel the poet’s yearning for a freedom that so far is denied her.
Dear Shafiqa jaan:
I enjoyed reading your poem, it speaks from your heart and it touched my heart, most of the time I have the same feelings, I wish we could fly from the sky of pains and could forget the sad memories, I wish you long life and I wish your poems flowers bloom every day, please write more. all the best to you.
Dear Shafiqa,
As long as you can visualize freedom so clearly and beautifully, it is not lost to you. You are holding it in your imagination and your heart. You are flying with your pen (or computer.)
Thank you for writing this.