Sunday, March 24, 2019

لا تلوميني

لا تلومينِي .. ولومي
امك التي انجبتْ
لا تلومي فؤادي ولومى
تفاصيلَ وجهكِ كيفَ فُصَّلَتْ
سحقاً للنساءِ من بعدكِ
وسحقاً لرُوحي التى بعثرتْ
أأما ملعونٌ ام اقداري التى
قذفَت بسفينَتى الى شطكِ فتَحَطَمتْ

Thursday, March 7, 2019

her tone

It was a Summer.
when she fall her hummer.
her love was my poem's grammar.
she cut my heart via cutter.

she jailed the sun beside the moon
she jailed the lights by afternoon.
she stopped the earth movement as  soon.
she wake up the ghosts to shout with tone.