A Reflection... Not A Perfection... Poem by Wael Karameh

The reflection of your light
On the mirror of my heart...
The sharpness of your sight
Write the history in my chart…
Your mind is the composer
My hand is a transducer
To what you are going to say…
To what you are going to hear…
Over my lips you are the pray…
In your sun of feelings
I am eager to become the ray! ! !
So please understand my poetry…
To the smoke of your anger
Don’t make me a poor ashtray! ! !

Wael Karameh Karameh.
July 08,2009.