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Aaina and the flight of the migrants – My dearest Be’er – Part 2

Updated: Jan 27, 2023

My dearest dear Be’er

That is what I always called you.

Endearing, to say the least

Although you now cease to exist,

my memories of you will never cease

As in my heart, you live forever

But how I do miss you

More than you could ever know

All that I ever wanted was a better life

For us three

If only you had shared my boat,

Why did you not share my boat?

With me, you shared your life, and I was your wife

Why could we not have traversed together?

We travelled as one, as we lived as one

You promised that you would never leave us

Couldn’t you have squeezed onto my boat

With every remnant of hope held in your heart,

Enveloping your soul?

We were a family, but now we are

Just fragments of shattered crystals

Of which I never knew through abject poverty

But I would give a billion crystals to have you here with me,

My dear Be’er

And your child, who survived

Due to my endurance, faith, determination

I did it for my dearest Be’er

As this is what you would have wanted

But there are many days, dark days, when I wish not to be here

Not to keep drowning in memories of the good days with you

Which teases me with their now non-existence

I tire of being teased, and it is not fair to you or me

But then I remembered that you did it for your dear son and me

You made your sacrifice because you loved us

I know that you would have given a billion crystals

To be here with us, my precious gem

I will keep going, shining a torch through those dark days,

Keeping your son safe, keeping memories of you alive for him

And for my sanity

I will share with him my memories of Kandahar

Our city, which is south of the Arghandab river

I will remember the grapes and orchards,

the taste of pomegranates on better days

And although poor, it is where we became rich,

as together we fell in love

Know that I will always love you and will never let you down

I will love you until the sun, moon, and stars cease to exist

As you will remain in my heart forever


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