Song Poem by basim al aoda

Song

I'm confused,
Without shelter,
I dream with springtime,
Bloody heart,
I'm desperate teardrop,
I traverse straying age,
Among my ribs –
My heart dissolve,
Upon my eyes are past dreams,
They appear drowned by drops,
The hurricane smash my boat,
And wind winter splits my sail,
So,
I leave the memories in heart victim,
The songs stopped from returning.

Basim Al Aoda
2008 July