Badr Shakir al-Sayyab
Badr Shakir al-Sayyab Poems
|1.||The Chillness And The Hissing Sound Of Fire||9/10/2013|
|3.||The Journey Of Job -2||9/13/2013|
|4.||O, The Loneliness Of The Soul||9/11/2013|
|5.||The Wilt Of Rosebay's Flowers||9/10/2013|
|6.||An Ode To Revolutionary Iraq||5/6/2014|
|7.||A Strange Man Nearby The Gulf||9/13/2013|
|8.||Day Has Gone||9/21/2013|
|9.||The Genesis Of Job||9/10/2013|
|10.||The Mother And The Lost Child||9/11/2013|
|12.||The Drowned Temple||9/12/2013|
|13.||The River And The Death||9/12/2013|
|14.||Return To Jaykur||9/21/2013|
|15.||City Of Sinbad||5/8/2014|
|16.||Before The Gate Of The God||5/5/2014|
|17.||For I Am A Stranger||5/5/2014|
Your eyes are two palm tree forests in early light,
Or two balconies from which the moonlight recedes
When they smile, your eyes, the vines put forth their leaves,
And lights dance . . . like moons in a river
Rippled by the blade of an oar at break of day;
As if stars were throbbing in the depths of them . . .
And they drown in a mist of sorrow translucent
Like the sea stroked by the hand of nightfall;
The warmth of winter is in it, the shudder of autumn,
And death and birth, darkness and light;
A sobbing flares up to tremble in my soul
And a savage elation ...
The Genesis Of Job
Praise is to the Lord! However, the plague becomes extended.
Praise to God! However, the pain becomes overwhelmed.
Praise is to God! Some of calamities are a kind of nobility.
Praise is to Lord! Some of catastrophic things are a type of generosity.
Didst you give this darkness?
Didst you give me this prettiness?
Does the Earth thank the dew of rain?
And got angry if the clouds do not rain again!
Long months, the wounds had serious grief.