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| Abdel latif Moubarak |
Poem by:
Abdel latif Moubarak.... Egyptian poet
Are you trying to die again?
Even though you
Died in a thousand poems.
And in every poem...
Your soul bleeds out of you.
Are you trying to die again,
And write a new poem?
Its letters... are my tears
And my sadness at your distance.
You gather in it the joy/laughter you planted
In the hearts of your lovers,
And you gather even the word/smile/breeze
The drawing in which you determined
How... we'll condemn you.
Were you planning a new surprise for us
The day your soul was full...
Of all the falsehood surrounding you
In clumsy steps?
Was the silent, virgin pain
Inside the gardens of your love,
On the land inhabited by the blood of your loved ones,
The last... sigh?
...
Are you trying to die again?
Even though you
Died in a thousand poems.
