An Unbearable Cycle Poem by Atef Ayadi

An Unbearable Cycle



Like the air,
She comes and goes;
With my breathing's cycle
As my memory
Is stretching
With the sound of her
Name.
The sun is there,
Except
The presence of the cold
And the gray flat clouds.

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