Atef Ayadi

The Perfect Equation - Poem by Atef Ayadi

I have been
And my canvases.
Which comes
Which comes second?
It is an inch long equation
As beautiful
As the universe
The canvases are hitting
It is a normal jealousy.

At the equation’s left side
Eileen is standing
And laughing.

At the right side
My solitude,
My canvases
Are empty
Like my life;
White without any scratch,
Like a lost young dreamer
From the south
Crossing the desert
No fear or calculated risks
Only his dreams are contagious.

I closed my eyes
And I took a profound breath
To see and foresee the equation
And the two sides
As I went deep into this day dreaming
The picture of the perfect equation
Popped out
Like a giant bubble
Surging from the deep ocean
I saw Eileen a part of the canvases
And the canvases are
Welcoming Eileen as
A new

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 8, 2010

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