beads of sweat forms a path on his body
heavy sac sways gently in his burly Rhythm
legs so heavy, a reminder of spent years
just one glance you know he has been broken
her skirts flutters in the windy night
she is cold to the bone, but she needs to eat
with painted face and mascara like that of a masquerade
calling out to fast running cars., she has been broken
she glanced sideways at the empty bed
long gone occupant at the other side of town
in a lustful embrace with no consciousness of time
once a sweet marriage, now a memory, it has been broken
he looks at the board draped in binary numbers
after several years of sleepless night of reading
of hunger games and street trading
no result, no graduation, the Drem has been broken
40 years in corporate servitude
piles of unpaid loans, swimming in ocean of debt
rent dues, utility bills, no gas to cook
he contemplates suicide, he has been broken
it started like a cindarella love story
she felt love couldn't be so weer and true
lost her virginity for the one she truly loved
got pregnant, got rejected, aborted and broken
I share their pains, they smile in agony
no where to run or hide - helpless
I feel angered - I can't help out
their pain, terms and fears leave me broken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad but well written and poignant poem, Tauhid. Thanks