The Gates Of Naparoo Poem by Islam Gawish

I will be there somewhere over the horizon

I will disrupt no rainbow I will upset no cloud

The rain drops will not notice my soul passing by

The dry tears of false wisdom will fall down politely on the stones of regret and pain

And I will sing my silent song for the deaf monuments of eternity.

Somewhere over there on the gates of naparoo I will find my peace.

The dreams that shyly existed in the tortured mind of the forbidden hope waiting to come true.

The embarrassing childhood thrived to fulfill the urban legends.

It is a long longed journey to the gates of naparoo

Where the lost children found there bed time stories

Where the tearing hearts joyed the scent of hope

And the old ladies brought there last warm dinner to their long lost families

At the gates of naparoo

Where the pains vanished, the doubts disappeared and thirst stops

At the gates of naparoo

The old men wisdom, children laughter and happy end of all promises, waiting for me coming true

At the gates, of naparoo.