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الاثنين، 1 فبراير 2021

وينك where are you ?

 وينك ؟ كم قلتها !  وكم  سألت  دروب مرت بك ولا جيتي

مدري نسيتي من مشى فوق المنافي واحتذى جروح وشوك

وينك ؟ وانا انتظرتك في لظى يا شذى آذار يا جونة  تواريتي

انا بسامح اعذارك اذا جيتي واذا جيتي بطمن قلبي المتروك

وينك ؟ تسألني عنك عيوني وايديني وكتاباتي وضني ونيتي

يمكن تناسيتي يمكن خفتي جنوني غرق في دمي المسفوك

وينك ؟من يملي مكانك !ابد ,فيني بحر اشواق لعيون غاليتي

وينك ؟ غلاك اسمى من كل الكلام ومن اجلك قلت ارجوك


where are you ?

I told you where you are!

  How many times did the paths ask about you?

The paths passed by you and you did not come

I don't know

  You forgot who walked in exile

  I wore wounds and thorns

where are you ?

And I waited for you in my embers

  O perfume of March

  Oh sun

  And you disappeared

I forgive your excuses if you come

And if you come, you will reassure my abandoned heart

where are you ?

My eyes ask me about you  And  a hand

And my writing

My thoughts and my intentions

You can forget me

My lightness and madness can drown in my shed blood

where are you ?

Who takes your place?

Never,

I have a sea of longing for the eyes of my precious one

where are you ?

Your glory is higher than all words

And for your sake I said please


هناك 6 تعليقات:

  1. I'm sorry I was blind before. Grief took my sight then....I'm here. Oh you.....I'm here. I'm here for you to conquer your fear and live a life loved like you've not known....jump with me. I got you....do you have me?

    ردحذف
  2. I'm confused. Are you with these loud heathens who stalk my home? Where are you love? I'm pretty sure they are the ones who keep breaking into my home and I'm prepared to get bloody. I've had enough of them. Please....tell me you are not part of this. Or are you even who I think you are?

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    الردود
    1. You are a safety valve lest fear strike hearts
      You are the face of the full moon even in the darkest of nights
      The years pass and we are on the ship of hopes
      When do you reach the shores? Fear is that it is too late
      You are the wishes of those who have no wishes
      You are madness when madness rides over the heads of lovers
      You are tender and you are the heart of caring mothers
      God alone, with no partner in His kingdom, takes care of you and looks up to you
      Leave what they say about you and do not pollute your pure heart
      The joys of meeting are equal to the sorrows of departure

      حذف
  3. Oh how right you are. Thank you. I needed honesty....as I need you. Oh you...I see the web and I trip no more..my heart and eye at your door. I'm leaning in...please lean back

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    الردود
    1. These situations accompanied our journey in general
      Trying to paint some of our disappointments with a poetic painting
      Despite the different reality and natural environment that imposes itself
      Our experience is life and life is experience
      Until the last thing he published in his life
      Life seems confusing
      But poetry tries to find an explanation for this phenomenon
      Despite the difference, I think of you and then I say, “I know you,” and I am certain that I do not know you
      I find you in some poems and then I don't know where you find yourself
      Don't ask me to try to explain because I don't know why I care about you
      You are not a lover, nor am I, and you are not a fan, nor am I, but we wonder how long have you known me and how long have I known you
      Did the coincidence on the websites happen by coincidence, or was it destined for me to read your sometimes beautiful and sometimes crazy writings and comments?
      It's really strange
      I hope that the end between us will be tolerance and forgiveness

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