Poem
Hassan Najmi
the war
I seek a safe placeFor my mother’s scent
And I hide the rose in my blood.
Silently
My mother came to me in sleep.
She kissed my forehead
And placed salt under the pillow.
Electrocuted sky.
And the ground is sprouting
With the martyr’s blood.
I see my mother’s face.
I saw it on the train that passed today
Loaded with the dead.
From: A little life
THE WAR
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Poems of Hassan Najmi
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the war
I seek a safe placeFor my mother’s scent
And I hide the rose in my blood.
Silently
My mother came to me in sleep.
She kissed my forehead
And placed salt under the pillow.
Electrocuted sky.
And the ground is sprouting
With the martyr’s blood.
I see my mother’s face.
I saw it on the train that passed today
Loaded with the dead.
From: A little life
the war
I seek a safe placeFor my mother’s scent
And I hide the rose in my blood.
Silently
My mother came to me in sleep.
She kissed my forehead
And placed salt under the pillow.
Electrocuted sky.
And the ground is sprouting
With the martyr’s blood.
I see my mother’s face.
I saw it on the train that passed today
Loaded with the dead.
From: A little life
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