Farewell
ً When we were in farewell,
In order to meet –
Confide a secret our imagination,
On the river coast,
I cried –
From the bottom of my heart,
O, my desire,
And averse dissolves in my mouth,
I love you –twice –
Once in my soul,
And the other –
In my heart,
I put palm of my hand,
On a wet hand,
It scatters fragrance,
Like flowers perfume,
And I find myself as a ply thing,
In epoch hand,
So ….
I returned to my motion,
In order to see my lovers' dream –
When it departs.
Basim AlAoda
2008
basim al aoda
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