The Way Poem by AbdelAziz Alhaider

Abdel-Aziz Alhaider
azzizalhaider@yahoo.com




The way who left the steps

Slipped as a thin line of sadness

As some tears that wet cave of the poem

Abdomen of the ship which lift off the sea - widespread in sight – blind the border

This way.. which is supposed to been roses

Sat on thorns instead of the roses …….... balm for wounds

It became narrow … old tobacco.. repeater melody

The way which flashing light between the tears

...... Became dark…….its trees turned to the rainless side

And the years that run in the race of the winds….. barking in the wind..

Screaming in the memory

which old Jinn coming now kidnapping boys whose still stay out door on the roads after the sunset

Joy the game

Delusional with the youth

fill with childhood

Ratified this song that sneak behind the way

That the way to love is the shortest way

And the way to love is the most difficult way

And the departure to the love is easy in every way

However, the end is not as the whole roads