Lama Abbas

She passed one full moon night...
Don't ask me the day...when it was...
Long from now...
A vague remembrance...of charcoal burning...burning slow anxious pain...
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I have lived, lived enough to know...
Seen and heard love...
With waving trees that I trespass
In music that touches heart...
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Upon the heavy breaths

Dance the slow music
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Spiritual awakening....
Like crescent through the clouds...
Passing days shall make it complete and brighter...
Dark shadows shall sleep in the darkness...
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Why are you silent, Oh cold beauty?
Your attire is simplicity...
Your beauty expressive like eyes of a dancer with a divine spirit...
Call I your muteness your wisdom's speech?
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This tired heart
Beats in aimlessness
Live's mantle is now covered with the rust of dead desires
And this soul runs away
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Harp of heavens plucked a string,
Vibrate its metal and iron rings
And the melody so pure, crafted fingers could play
Or is it master's art put into the fine tunes
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Nature of things fascinate me
I just think and move on
Stopping shall be a grave mistake
I walk along dusty dreamy ways
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Thoughts pass...
Thought less give I...
To things in mind's absence that pass...
Flee over a fleeting thought...
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The day has come to its end
The birds have returned to their nest
The tired laborours return to their home
The fidgeting baby goes to sleep
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I would let you live in this tormented soul of mine when you are gone
I would let you dwell in a corner of my heart
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Hold you so tenderly so tenderly My Love...
You say the twinkling stars
The skies
Lands so far
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Don't disgrace me my Mistress with this gold coin
I worked in your gardens night and day
Fashioned each flower to new life
Trimmed the uneven hedge and grass in fine shape
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Set your heart on Sweet truth
Firm so your belief
For from meek soul rises incredible strength of huge hopes
So vast and strong
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Where my plight and labor in vain…
Night stretch, stretch again…
Daylight and dreams abroad…
Sleep’s urge, tire retire…
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If I am forgotten
Like a smell…. a touch…..
That heart knew not to love
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Liberates in fragile dreams and thoughts…
Rows in seas, fearless
Dances with light that into a new day breaks
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Bespeak Oh reverent soul! !
Tempest has falleth.
O’er the oceans of silence.
O'er the vapors of dream.
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Beyond the oceans...
Set to sail...!
My soul is lost to an unknown land...!
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I have learnt to love beyond the beauty...
Face to face...
My eyes wonder...
Art shone in magnificence of range...
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