Thursday, August 1, 2024

ADNAN AL-RIKANI

 


 

She Alone Knows...

 

With the help of my heart...

I erased dumb phrases,

She was stuck on a broken wall

When she spoke to her, tears of poetry...

With the blackness of his dark ink.!

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She alone knows...

 

That the neglected lines

Among lost, worthless shelves,

I was the one who unleashed the sun

Her face since the first era.

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She alone knows...

 

That the sound of pain...

A luxurious robe that he did not wear

Except my ribs and the silence of my eyes,

He danced with his rich playing

When I left at dawn.

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She alone knows...

Despite the darkness of the road

preceding the past and the present,

I lit my lamps with the palm of pain

To tread on thorns with bare feet

To see me squeezing coals...!!

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She alone knows...

The life imprisonment decision is cruel.

Marginalization is a form of execution

Peace be upon the love that was his job,

Loyalty and security!!

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She alone knows...

The explosion of the universe was with a kiss!!

And the orbit of the universe covers her smile with a cycle of tenderness!!

And night and day, the beat of her heart is renewed.

And the soul depends on her embrace.

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She and she alone knows...

 

In marginality and fog

vision diminishes,

In connection, the tone of love rises

Distances narrow...

In tenderness, the hands of time turn

And the doors of pain are closed..!

Between storm and calm

The poem is revived.

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She alone knows...

 

That my soul...

scattered among its verses,

And the love of a poet will be ink on paper

There is no safety in the sublimity of its forests

Tropical!!

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She and only she knows...

That sadness did not know how to lie

And sadness for his childhood and innocence,

It is true love...

And his feelings were true before he was born

He is the light that never betrays

Sadness is pampering and hope.

 

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She and only she knows...

Keys to hearts

She hallucinates the fever of the meeting... trembling

And the breaths are equal in severity

She prepares bags for departure

Do not cut the ropes of affection,

Let the acrobat fall into the mire of pride

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She and only she knows...

At the feast, the songs make you smile

And our empty dreams cry,

There is a sweaty hand.

Holding on to split ends

Nothing can repair our worn-out clothes

The bus carries a flock of wishes...!

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She alone knows...

 

I still don't know my final stop

And in my pocket, there are bright dirhams,

Enough to buy a piggy bank

I gather in it the bundle of my joy

And my disappointments...!!

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ADNAN AL-RIKANI


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