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I had a sudden, great desire to see again
the one who lived and saw with inner light
and loved infallibly.

The airport, where so many times I glimpsed
his anxious, noble face among the crowds,
now bore no trace;

I searched in vain in all his daily haunts: the
shops, the place of worship where, along with others,
he performed his prayers;

Today his face did not appear.

The room where he passed many happy hours
was very silent, very still; but now at last
I feel completely assured of his presence.

My desire to see the face of my beloved father
was overwhelming, as was my desire to hear his voice;
What was it he wished so urgently to say/

But a force called earth had stopped his voice
for evermore.

by A. Ahmed-Harun

Comments (5)

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This was my father, he sadly passed away on 08/03/2004. He is truly missed by his son Razu and will never forget him.x
A poem needs a title or it's like you don't really care about it.
loved your work...its great...keep up writing
Very interesting tribute to your father. Love to see more of your work!