Alefya Najmi Poems
|4.||The New World||9/27/2004|
|5.||My Death And Me||10/12/2004|
|6.||What To Write About?||10/13/2004|
|8.||I Pass These Graves Everyday||7/4/2003|
|9.||Yet Another Day||7/4/2003|
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Standing in my balcony,
In the early hours of dawn,
I encounter two separate worlds.
One lies in front of my wakeful eyes,
In the form of yellow street lights,
And the dead silent trees on deserted road,
Afraid even to talk to themselves,
As the human neighbors around them,
Rest with their souls gone.
The toy of the mankind has the night off as well,
To recharge its batteries, in its slumber mode.
But wait I hear these monsters,
Plying down the highway,
Serving their masters with full speed.
I wonder then what pressing worldly affairs, ...