Treasure Island

alaa hussain

(01/01/1965 / kuwait)

Wm


When we meet in the beautiful cafes
prevail among us sometimes moments
of stillness wiping the long bar and
feelings were in yesterday and a few
days and Hamsa for tomorrow
_
Dear sister Do you still eat oysters and
Spending air small to get out free and
reader cup on the last day, says poetry
beautiful lens small, I'm still keeping
with the smoking breaks and Uday in
mornning Despite the short distance from night to morning tell me that a lie I
think for a long patience if you want
honesty Nothing I write for myself
what the interest me own returned in
the sky tell where thirst and longing O
heart and tears Smileys

Submitted: Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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  • Unwritten Soul (12/13/2013 6:00:00 AM)

    Is there any hidden meaning of the title? just wondering..the last part was a good part to ending this write with original expression from you_Soul (Report) Reply

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