A quick glance was my habit.
A driving force, today,
Nudges me to stare
To deeply ponder:
...
Allahu, the Almighty, has endowed you
With all characteristics of sublimity
Made me addict to and enchanted by
Such heavenly conspicuous affinity,
...
Life that is much more chaotic! !
Life that is much more meaningless!
Thrusts the worthless into an unexpected prominence!
Social foibles and the incongruities of daily life,
...
I must admit
The moment I step in,
I feel it deep down inside me,
The sense of security, stability, and tranquillity.
...
A sly fox invites the Doves and
Bearded serpents for a banquet!
This invitation, punctuated by
Previous filthy small ones
...
Shake not the corners
Of the sinking ships.
Night vigil worshippers' foreheads
Never desert the earth.
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I can read her mind,
And she can read mine!
A lovely psyche in her prime
...
A small ambitious elf kept on
Galloping galloping rapidly,
Panting heavily to scramble
Over a rocky mountain!
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How could I forget!
The pregnant moments we shared,
The very rendezvous that harboured us,
...
The fake moral pulpits,
Decked by some stooges,
Are no more than balloons,
Subject to the arrows of values.
...
As a violet, I picked you up,
Reverently, placed you upon the pulpit,
Hopefully, one day, you would flourish
And yield wildflowers' incense.
...
The victims' wrinkles paint a palette
Of misery and straying on
The forehead of the grim time,
The fake news, cancerous tumour, rapidly spread,
...
Your glittering smile is seen from a mile,
But outdid the sun beams on the flowing Nile.
The passage to your kiosk was oft frequented.
A resort for intimacy and with friendship scented
...
The odour that intoxicates me -
Is it from your breath or perfume?
The hands that enfold me -
Are they human's or Godly ones?
...
A moon - like face peeps through, shyly
Among the womb of clouds
Quietly, decides to land on the worldly sand.
A fleeting visit is the visit!
...
How Pearls, diamonds, aquamarines,
Emeralds, and all GEMS
So fast depart the earth!
In ceaseless quest for a sublime
...
How could I describe you?
Will it be easy to do!
Should I dress in the cloth of sculptor?
Hold my chisel and engrave a miniature?
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The flight rides the saddle
Of the floating clouds,
The feeling of being close
To heaven crept through.
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The oppressed gather in groups,
Spelling bitterly their grievances out,
The grievous cost of being in suspense,
A reward for their endless toils,
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Clouds of depression, SAIL
Floods of discontent, UPROOT
Storms of frustration, DESTROY
suffocating smoke of hate, ASCENDS
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Dr. Hamid Mahdi Associate Professor of Literature- College of Science and Humanities, Rumah, Majmaah University, KSA)
The Mirror
hamid Eldood Mahdi
A quick glance was my habit.
A driving force, today,
Nudges me to stare
To deeply ponder:
Scars of life,
Grooves of time,
And wrinkles of age.
Grey hair stands
Engulfing the black!
Nascent Protrusions
Invade the once supple,
Soggy, dewy face.
Creaks of joints!
Cracks of sight's lenses!
Crystal clear!
Reminiscent of past
Invokes aged pages:
Old days' songs,
My favourite!
Old folks,
My company!
Old nectar,
My drink!
I can hear
Shepherds' voices resonate!
The valley echoes
In turn!
Pastures, water and
Soil playing the tone of life!
Tuning the symphony of nature!
January 31,2022
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