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Best Poems Written by Mohammed Abd-Elhay

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Emptiness

The dropping feelings in my heart are making an echo sound 

And as they fall , nothing keeps sound 

The walls of my chest are murmuring a fake voice 

Broken glass , smashed woods , crushed leaves , 

The torturing shuffle of her dress at the moment she leaves 

How could the little figures of life 

, In a moment , 

Be so cruel ?! 

- Oh .. let's go now my friend 

- No .. let it hurt us 

  once more.

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The Nocturnal Curse

We will meet again 
Like thousand times before 
Beauty and her ugly beast . 
Mincing morning smile , 
Involved in our prolonged , repeated , possible conversation
Running away from the spears of direct feelings , 
Rambling in the emptiness of the day hours , till it get dizzy  
And pour its torturing , merciful departure on our heads . 
 
Destroyed .. I come back  
Like thousand times before  
To sink in my heavy darkness ; 
In mud ; like overwintering frogs , 
And see you in your incredible haze , 
Blasting , get higher gaily , out of the impossible limits of reason  
Till your eyes trammel in my eyes for a time 
Like thousand times before , 
And question passes in your mind , 
And your lips murmurs in baffler common-sensical 
A very very far answer . 
 
O my flower .. my beauty curse 
If you could only know what pain inside this mud ,
If you could only understand its heavy bearing and weakness 
If you saw your hands is fog , 
Your heart is fog , 
Your soul is fog . 
If you saw the night in your eyes a gate of a crushed city by thousand armies , 
And saw your little heart in the fallen streets distributed on the horses shoes and 
hawks beaks ; 
You would cry .. as I surely did . 
 
And fail .. like thousand times I failed 
To hang with a tiny , tiny smile .. 
In the meeting time . 
And leave .. like thousand times I left , 
Without your heart trembling and ask you to stay . 
And ramble .. Like thousand times I rambled , from the capture of the words , 
In our prolonged , repeated , possible conversation 
To dream of sleeping on my hands . 
 
O my beauty .. we will meet again 
Like thousand times .. we will meet again ; 
Beauty and her ugly beast . 
Mincing morning smile 
Involved in our prolonged , repeated , possible conversation .. 
Running away from the spears of direct feelings ; 
As a curse brought your heart down , 
From its incredible haze . 
As a curse brought my heart up , 
From its heavy mud . 
As a curse wondering every night by the evening 
Collecting the hearts from the horses shoes and hawks beaks , 
And give them .. some soul .

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Telling Me About Regret

O Girl, 
They are telling me about regret. 

My spices that reek in my kitchen locker; 
My friends smell it in my shirt but never see it on my lips. 

The praying mark on my forehead is a lonely pigeon 
In the nest at the doors of my stupendous grotto, watching the sky .. 1
Wandering its strange sight in the daylight, 
In the blue dome, in the heavy clouds, 
In a mountain top hiding the horizon. 
A lonely pigeon in the nest at the doors of my stupendous grotto, 
Looks for once to the laurel darkness, 
Then flies to the tip of whiteness 
And vanishes in the horizon. 

O Girl, 
They are telling me about regret. 

The people in my small phone index are a rainy forest; 
Its branches with the wide leaves, at the morning, keeps us from rain; 
At noon is a shield from winds and being hunted; 
At night is a clamber for every passing suspicion. 

O Girl, 
They are telling me about regret. 

My formal white robe on my fixed arm is a new road 
By which I pass through, filled with hope at the head of every new year 
By the side of the road. Tents are already fixed 
With its Gypsy wandering and the hands are the stranger's destination 
Stigmatized; they derail the extreme loads on his back 
And roll the wine, time after time, in his mind, till he was covered by dusk. 2
At the morning he opens his eyes "THE END OF THE ROAD", 
And clears out his bags afraid "THERE ARE NO EXCUSES", 
In the medicine book "NO PRESCRIPTION .. NO CURE". 
And I always get back to the road, step on the emptiness, 
And from the shallow side of my broken arm, the robe goes down. 

O Girl, 
They are telling me about regret. 

My spices that reek in my kitchen locker. 
My friends smell it in my shirt but never see it on my lips. 
The bird that I once gifted you, came back -- 
His thin bones now at the eyes of guests is the dinner's destination. And the 
people at the door of my old grave are twaddling and telling me, unbored, about 
the exploits of regret .... 
Forewarning me from the departure 
And silence 
And hope, 
Without seeing the worms on my corpse as sheets -- 
Sheets of bitterness and pain.

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Autumn

And this is how what dies ,dies 

And what passes , passes 

And what fades , fades under the layers of dust 

And you ask 

And I never answer 

And ants carry forests to the tiny tunnels 

And birds migrate to the fare shores 

And stormes hit the shores 

And sands drown an ancient village 

And locustes eat what is trying to survive the climatequakes

Do you feel bored of the sea noises 

Or the shameless clouds 

How fierce are the windows of the night 

And through its narrow panes , the nocturnal wind sneaks like a grayish song 

Shaking the sheets of bed with bitterness 

And cold is a scare on the noses 

Gets blue in the frozen delicate finger-tips 

And the trempling of the hearts 

And you ask 

And I got confused with the answer ,silent , 

And , silent , I melt in the roads .

 

Written & translated from arabic by Mido

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Broken Song

No words 

,I know , 

Would fulfill this part ;

How hard it is 

To lose 

, or keep , 

A heart . 

 

How dangerous , my kid , 

To cross the mad highway of life 

Without a hand 

Of a real , caring friend 

 

And how does it worth it ; 

To go on fare with such a life of shed 

If we let go the dreams we love 

And just hanged with the gains we can get 

 

That is how no words , 

No roads , 

No dreams …

Would, now , keep on the look of how does it seems 

As there is no more chance ,

As there is no farther you ,

And knowing no shame in ware and love ; 

I merely wanted your heart to know .

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Some Old Verse of Me

Your eyes have slept my little town 

And all the windows in every corner have been shut

And our roads led us all 

To the Syrate , all alone 

And people fall , like butterflies , into hell .. Silent

Or continue the way that garnished by the sorrow  of years 

Hopelessly