جـدّي

by Aqeela Naqvi

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Samarra, Iraq – 1976.

what i wouldn’t give,
my beloved Imam al-Naqi (a)

to walk toward your golden dome again
to smell the dust of your grave again

to rest my head by your side,
to speak to you of my sorrows,

to have your hand soothe my heart again.

(Grandfather,
missing you…
it hurts.
in what way can i tell you
“i love you, forever”
when even forever
is not
enough?)