Sunday, November 29, 2015

Farah Doisky



 Farah Doisky




Yes For Madness

Written by Farah Doisky
Translated by Fawziya Mousa Ghanim
Someone, inhabiting her

He settles , I see him

As the little stars of Pleiades..

He rains pity

Chants passionately under the sun

Left and landed

My heart falls in trance

So who is that?!

On a stone , he puts a heart

While the distance

Turns into an illusion

The place keeps in silence while it weaves slowly

No time shorter than it

Stand up, give me your finger

My hand is blinded , let me see you

And i see you , as you come to play..

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And I am laughing

When part of me embraced by other part

And while you are silence

My letters rolling on my fingers

And in a hurry I write

You are as you, o the piece of a time

Record my poem, it has been felt cold

I am different now

Do you see me!

Saffron is a sap

Water is like a paper without peel

This is my peel , a window to the palms

Oh, oh oh

The history of the boat (Almashov)

Your smoke can't ride the waves

And the blueness as a red rain

Planting a spark in the water

So welcome for the basil

Welcome for the root

The wind is a little girl and my shoulder surrounded 

by you

Release me

Let me climb your cells

In my morning and my pain

I am here

A farm of wheat in front of your hunger

No for mercy, yes for madness




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