Atef Ayadi Poems

I am not afraid of death.

death is a thought
formed and left
...

I know,

you can not digest it,
you have nerves
...

if i had a choice,
I
would choose
to be born
...

I am listening to her,
as if I am crossing a flooding
torrent river.
...

I look at my
self
in the mirror,
and talk,
...

There were times,
I was doormat, the only thing I
Enjoyed was watching the sun—I still enjoy it, —
People, nature, and moving artifacts.
...

Her feelings, temptations,
and desires
are tattooed
on her slightly exposed
...

She is a dreamer;
I am also a dreamer.
She likes the depth
Of the sea.
...

You have the
motives;

I am drawn in
...