** (Glory to those who love) **
Written by the Syrian poet
Dr. / Maysaa Dakdouk
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Finding betrayed by the day ...
The night wore him the mantle of suicide ...
Abundant wine, abundant wine
Khawabi may fill and overflow ...
It might be rivers in places ...
In bars and on the streets ....
In palaces and farms ...
It may leak from between the fingers ...
The rich drink and grow up
The sidewalks are filled with irony and theaters ...
The stars are abuzz in their masts ...
The paradoxes are reflected ...
I agreed with the easiest way ...
One cup, check me out. .
Wake up from my heart ...
I leave this cold hot clamor ..
I leave before wailing chokes me ...
Before the sound of birds disappears ..
The cooing suffocates ...
Before the court's decision to migrate the miserable .....
O God of Muhammad and Christ ...
Oh God of the Believers.
O God of the freed, O God of the Deprived ...
Why does winery dry from clusters whenever
Are they poor to drink ..?!
Why do clouds flee over their world ...?
Why does the cup break from their hands ..?
Why do the poor bathe their delusions ?!
Why do their dreams burn with tears ?!
Oh God of love and goodness ...
Only the poor are in love.
They know the secret of the paths towards you ...
Only them in a tunnel, lit candles.
What do we do, my God? Let us have a candlestick with which to light the hearts of slaves of the Lords?
We illuminate the hearts of unconscious people?
Hearts who claim rich and tender.?
The night tire of their noise ...
The chapters are bored and the girls are tall.
Bored boredom of their chatter ...
They shall see and prevent reams.
Tired of us, not tired of ...
They are the opposite of scent and the opposite of spring and summer ...
The opposite of beauty, joy and goodness ...
I do not exaggerate if I describe them as opposites.
O heaven:
Give them the glory of fatigue ...
The glory of fatigue and bankruptcy ..
Give them the glory of paganism ...
Or give them here, from sadness that will drown them ...
They may see.
They may see or leave.
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*** 17/5/2019 / My pen:
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