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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