Yahya Adada Poems

Across one sunny day
The history of the lazy black shadow
Was veiled by her color,
In the darkness of the night
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Death spared me, though I died.
Don’t care when,
Don’t know why,
I just expired before time.
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I stopped at that station more than one time
always hesitated to mount that bus
I was eager! so I flipped a dime
To take the “Stream of Motion” ride
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My mind is scribbling
What was crumpled at dawn…
Do I need to refuse you
By showing you my feelings,
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