basim al aoda Poems

Unless the birds leave their ness,
Unless the workers, farmers go out,
Unless thge farmers and the graziers go out to the farms,
And the workers to the factories,
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The leader cut off my tongue,
When I sang my verse,
That I withoutt call upon authorization,
To songs reiteration,
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Tomorrow –
The war will finish,
But-
The trees have disappeard,
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Security

I watered the shrub of the camphor,
As for the men returned,
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Forfeiture


I was a tiny and she was too,
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My mother


My mother likes sad nesses,
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The abstract care
By: Hashim Matouq
Translated by: Basim -Alaoda
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The forming


In the remote planets,
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Poem written by:
Hashim Matouq the poet
Translated by:
Basim-Alaoda
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Upon the Gate of the Verse
By: Ahmad Mattar
Translation: Basim-Alaoda
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