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Songs Shall Kill You

She was laughing so much
Starring at my face
And her soul would expand as a lake
catching my fear from its end
Holding my hand so tight so I can feel her love
Oh, 
That city
That house
That room
That ancient window
Those tiny freckles on your face
Which the war had copied 
and pasted as wounds on my memory
And Those crimson lips.. How pale they became!
How could I color them now, with my gray fingertips?
Oh..
I beg this war to take me 
This solitude may not suit me 
And you, my darling
Have changed .. Changed a lot
Since our last hug
Your face is no longer like a glorious morning
News of death, and names of martyrs had tortured it
Even your body.. It is dry, as if you are a model of sorrow
Your excessive generosity 
Your negotiations with your wild despair, tortures me
I realize that you are dressing up for death 
with all this sorrow 
But..
Don't think of me too much
Don't worry about me when you reach the heaven
I give myself to the ecstasy of the evening songs 
Believing in what your crimson lips said once:
Darling, one day the songs will definitely kill you!
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Translated by: Fatima Naimi

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I Miss You

How I miss you ..
for your smell ..
for gloom of your fingers ..
 for your dreary face ..
The cloud that accumulates in the space of my poems !

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It's the Evening

Windows wide open on the Oxygen of grief ..
And flowers of the depression on the table of silent  ..
It's the evening!!

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Your Face Sadness

1

Take all the trees of the poet
and give me one drop from your face sadness 
I want to blow the joy of the world !

2

Written on a bottle of poem perfume
Made in your face !

3

Suffice it to write to you ..
to spread smell of your face on my fingers
on The shirt of place
I write to you ..
or ..
Peel an orange !

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The Dozens of Hands

How beautiful she was ! 
When she is sparkling in the queue of  displaced
How sincere her sadness was !
As a poem by black and white
I am waving and call her
And scanning my hand  
...
After the queues break up 
In that cloudy afternoon
We are sheltering in a small restaurant
And sit side by side
With Her purple light dress
Her small body 
And her ruined spirit 
She was talking to me 
Long silence between sentence and another 
I respect it with equivalent silently 
She broken my silently every time with fabulous moan
I felt like I was in church
She was yellow
and weak 
like an old book 
I said :  
Do you born in February 17, 1979 ?
She said
Do not try to pressure on the wound 
You will need the dozens of hands !

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Facebook

I love you ..
Filled with you ..
Massive congestion in my soul :
Like a Facebook page for pretty girl poet !!!

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The Sight of My Fingers

I'll wait shirt of your smell ..
to recovere the sight of my fingers
Go in Maryomah ..
Go in ..
and Close the world behind you!

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Near the Old Tree

There..
you'll learn everything
Perhaps .. a girl will love you near the old tree
And you forget this ugly world
There .. 
you will look nicer,
And probably you will write a lot of poems,
And do not think too much in its names,
Because the stars above you will be close ..
Closer than you think !

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Boredom

Petite dear ..
Nowadays are normal
Inhabited by the vacuum , noise and boredom
And the language demilitarized rain
Nowadays wearing monotony
Is it possible, my dear ..??
Can ask from your breast to visit me ??
I want to give me ..
Share of strangeness

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Full Mark

When the poem completed drawing her body 
I Corrected her painting
and gave her full mark  
She said to me:
Thank you my professor   ..
The exam was quite easy .. 
I am adept at drawing circles!