Meditating Your Eyes Sir Poem by Jihene Khammassi

Meditating Your Eyes Sir



Intermingling tears
Fight their way along her cheeks.
Her reddened veins
Have daunted glaring eyes
Unveiling mute lovers.
She, Queen of rubbish, mourns
Her wasted dreams.
She, the lover of a mad lover, sees
The world riffled with sins.
Her love however is boiling suns
Maddened rainbows
Thirsty travellers
Agonised sorrows
Melted hells and heavens.

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Jihene Khammassi

Jihene Khammassi

La Manouba/ Tunisia
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