Free your lips
From the daily etiquettes
And the charm of ancient veils
Do not run away
No one runs after drawing ones' fate
Did you ever see
The sea running away from its tides
And hiding behind the shores.
Take off your veil
And the Indian henna,
You may not need them
Love journey is like
Crossing an ocean
With a rebellion young boat
And with little water.
Show your feeling's face;
No need for hate.
Hang your hate against the wall
Like a Victorian painting
Or an African lion's skull.
Convert your hate
Into a roman wine
Or a Chinese ink
To use later to write a future language.
Plan for new fates
Life is held between your hungry lips
And your tattooed eyebrow.
Atef Ayadi's Other Poems
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (Face It by Atef Ayadi )
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
William Ernest Henley
- Maze Of Togetherness, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- I am a snowfall at your gate, Mark Heathcote
- Yakhni, Nassy Fesharaki
- Illuminating Shyness, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- A Flagrant Hesitancy-, Thomas Bates
- to the boy, now a man, driving a Silverado, Mandolyn Davidson
- One Whisper... ~~~Rumi, LUVinThe NOW
- Naturally Dispersed, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- Pluripotent (return hexatina refrains), Diane Hine
- A Woman's Life, Geraldine Kelly