Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Mail Messenger

Where have you been?
Yesterday, you did not come
Your finger-tips did not knock my door,
And you did not ask 
The mail messenger about me!
Why the delay in my response?
Mother, I would have loved to have
The excitement to be larger,
And behind the window of longing,
I created my absence for you.
Today I sent you
With the mail messenger
The fragrance of longing - 
It lingers.
Enter my room,
And smell its scent in my clothes
My longing, like me does not die - “Samar”

Poem in Arabic by:
Loay Hussien Taha

English Translation by:
Lina R Hamadeh

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