Ghost Towns
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By Dr. Hossam Mohamed Khalil
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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 write my hair from my pulse
Shake words that this understanding
Which was the flower of Jory
Orchard
Do you wake up after you leave?
I see Ali and his cheeks rivers
Or I hear wailing sadness
pathos
And wonder if you do not see still
Move between the ribs of the tendons
There is no reproach I love
To keep the remnants of a human being
Address inscribed on the wall
And my name precedes it
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