Eileen’s Extreme Surrealism Poem by Atef Ayadi

Eileen’s Extreme Surrealism



I start to see
Beautiful pictures
Crossing my front lobe;
They are transparent and clear.
Like Eileen.
I called them
'Eileen’s Extreme Surrealism.'
I have a desire to paint them;
The way I painted
Eileen,
Walking slowly,
Smiling slowly,
Sleeping slowly, and
Dreaming slowly.

All of them
Need passion and faith.

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