Ghost Towns «« «« «« »» »» »» By Dr. Hossam Mohamed Khalil «« «« «« «« «» »» »» »» »» »» A bird smashed in the sky He doesn't see a nest over the trees The spirit is wrecked from wreckage Breathes ruins There is only that time left Memorable memories The eyes of the rivers pour out Suffers from those and that Erupts volcano tears the depths Here I am more like those leaves Rebellious Noisy dismissive Be populated by spelling Uh from the one who dwelt Time made me a remnant man My address is halal I live in ghost towns The smell of carrion comes from everywhere Scattering light strands I don't see the path It's like seeing a mirror tomorrow Faded facial features Behind the sorrows Treachery built glory Above the necks His powers are built from wreckage Lurking over the walls Behold, I am the remnant of a man Dwell those graves Do not hear where the screams And treachery where deaf The eye is Kohlha from dust I see the world from behind me And...
ثقافيه آدبيه علمية رئيس مجلس الادارة..د حسام محمد خليل مشرف عام. جيهان محمود