Her Eyes Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

by Freeyad Ibrahim

I hear (Buthaina) out Latakia cries
She complains of both her eyes
I complained too of my eyes
As if they were really my eyes
But why I got trouble in my eyes?
The distance is immensely unmeasurable
So why did the speck in her eyes
Came and landed in my eyes
I saw her in my own computer
Tearing rapidly in her red eyes
I did my efforts to diminish her cries
I'll make to reach her all my tries
I decided to neglect all my needs
and my family's hows and whys
She has stolen my sleep with her sobs
Usurped from me wisdom her sighs
No one hears my burning cries
Only the angels above in the skies
I am afflicted classically by her love
I bow to her when she comes nearbys
But I am tongue tied to say goodbyes
I wanted to meet her alone no one sees us
Trees and plants turned into spies
If the rain of tears showers on me
I'd like it to be lasting, never dries
Real love makes me a tortured newborn
It changes my heart into furnace that fries
Her black eyes shine behind her white glasses
Black& white tell me she hates telling lies
It is her eyes but it seems I posses
When reddened they turn red my cries
I do suffer for her until she is healed
Her eyes strengthens our dearly ties
I see not good but live with a blurred vision
If she wishes I give her my eyes
If her eyes trouble I see an ugly life
and I stay with her until one of us dies

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FRYAD HUGO
Writer
Netherlands