Marwan Daou Poems

‘Waking up late one day,
‘Rushing up to feel the Sun,
‘Surfing the Skies with expectant Eyes together with a dreamy praying Heart…
But finding out early un-enough
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Sometimes before I sleep, a Human Dream holds my mind on his hand and with his soft brush he paints,
From the lightest purple until the astounding wine-colored, a splendid voyage;
I close my eyes to feel the shiver sliding all over my skin in equal waves;
Letting lose myself in all of a sudden along with his verdant creativity,
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Here we are found,
Broadcasting…
By each Voice of each Mind of Ours;
…Our Hopes, ascending like sea waters,
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“‘Calmed down through daydreams,
Laying across inside wide empty capsules,

One full stirring moment
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Did she imply to deliver me here?
Did I intend to be what I am not?
If life was supposed to be a dream,
Will she remember me when she wakes up?
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Sometimes…I want to deal back.
Sometimes…I want to lend my hand…Others to hold.
Sometimes I want to sow.
Clear my Head and walk as the Crow flies,
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“The soft sound of the lost spirits
Between the walls of fear;
Letters, bewildered, in the twilight of thinking
Like slight strings calmed down or not by gentle winds or tempests.”
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The sun,
The moon,
The space and its kingdom,
The white rose in the universal dark wisedom,
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I was wandering alone with her,
Incoming through the pure twilight,
Spectral strings of the night
Sifting the colors,
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In un-harmonized visions
Which, free out my thoughts
Then losing them like falling stars
From a summer sky,
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