I am Miramurian
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by AllahYar Amiri
Translated by Asadullah Jafari “Pezhman”
I am Miramurian from the mountains and hills of the Afghan land
I am from the distant geography of Daykundi
I am there under those hard rocky mountains of Daykundi
I am full of tears, full of sorrow, and full of bitterness
I speak as a citizen, we have such deprivation
I am begging for tea and milk, a separate morsel of bread
I’m summarizing my words here, it isn’t accepted
I am a poor corner of loneliness, familiar tears from the storm
Hard big mountains are the mean turbans of our customs
I speak as a citizen from the culture of my ancestors
Our Hazaragi language is the language of love and faith
I call its presence the gold in my words
I write golden, the green word of my sonnets
On the paper, my heart flows in the veins of my soul