There, ….. there is no sea, there is no blue
There is no wood in the foundations of the subject of the docks
no cranes.....! !
No sailors....... Thus, there are no sailing vessels
Not even sailing boats........ not the horizon and waves...! !
There is no bar? , And ceiling fans coordinates this monotonous. Or reflect the shadows on the ground......! !
Imply that moisture and longing for fresh air.
then necessarily no cups of any kind
No Crystal, no does not and cups of kmbari
Not even a beer large cups, with hands
There is no paved road with stones not with bricks
To going to the top of the hill where the archeologic temple
The shrine of a righteous man........... So there is not a cemetery no tombstones indicating chronicle of death.......... Is there no death… necessarily as well? ?
There are no sky full of stars, glittering in the sky with the withdrawal of different... Or swollen.... Obscured the moon and sometimes it reveals... Other
There is no, and that is most sadfulness most, unfortunately! ! ............. Small chilled heads of children dream in tomorrow and plays................... There are no O for heartburn heart (to the borders of yearning death) ....... There are no toys for children
There is no. Any book, or window or curtain breezes shake
No female chest wrapping the sad the grief exploded in your head
And clasp him......, fragmented rocks of grief.. fans them' in the wind........ There is no near or far….. black or white
There is nothing
Anything
06/20/1989
Abdel-Aziz Haider
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem