من و درخت – مجموعهء اشعار انگلیسی

Four Coffins Red and White

Parween Pazhwak/Canada/2006/09/6 Four Coffins Red and White   Four coffins red and white Four coffins young knight Like four seasons of the year Came appear and disappear They went to be peacekeeper They changed to peacemakers But you cannot plant peace with bomb thud And water it with blood Sometimes I am so embarrassed I am an Afghan-Canadian at last Look they gave note books and pens To the students of school When the bomb blast But come close Look closer Before exploding of books, Children’s laugh And soldiers all join in He exploded himself Wasn’t he made from muscles and skin? Find the roots One week before that Five hundred people killed in Punjabi All that five hundred were not Ta lib Or terrorist They were women, men and ادامه...

The Tree and Me

 When I was a child My father planted a tree In the yard just for me. The Tree was almond With leaves all green With blossoms all white Like a symbol of peace All day, all night. I waterd the tree She gave me the freshness We spook with each other like the birds With songs, not words. She wanted to reach the sky I wanted to catch the sun We wanted to be forever Friends and together. But one day my Father said: “You must say good bye to the tree Good bye to the sky Good bye to the birds Good bye to the sun Because the war has begun There will be no more peace No more fun Just the sounds of the gun.” I went to the Tree: “I am helpless to fly.” The Tree didn’t cry: “You are not the only one… But we must to stay with the land ادامه...

Red & White

Four coffins red and white Four coffins young knight Like four seasons of the year Came appear and disappear They went to be peacekeepers They changed to peacemakers (or peace bakers But you cannot plant peace with bomb thud And water it with blood Sometimes I am so embarrassed I am an Afghan-Canadian at last Look they gave note books and pens To the students of school When the bomb blast But come close Look closer Before exploding of books Children’s laugh And soldiers all join in He exploded himself Wasn’t he made from muscles and skin? Find the roots One week before that Five hundred people killed in Punjabi All that five hundred were not Ta lib Or terrorist They were women, men and children of a village One hundred and twenty five ادامه...