Images Of The City Poem by AbdelAziz Alhaider

Images of the city

Abdul Aziz Al Haidar
Men..... Women
wars...... Minarets
A sunny afternoon……. burnished winter
Alleys of silence...... visions do not lead
Fluttering wings of birds
the dreams are hiding in the soft fluff
In the matted branches of Sidra
Wars ……licensing...... free death
Death in the death
Panic in the death
Concern.... insomnia…. ache.... sweat...
in the fronts
At the nude sidewalks
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Cries…. under black bombs thrown lava over the villages of the country

Hymn:
(The deposit villages are …..The villages
Now their springs are
Sheding tears
Their Trees
Their rocks
Their grief …….their hunger.................... harsh cold tears
Angry
at the slopes...............)
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Who reads in? ... who?
My country is a myth
his Endowed dreaming sons since the dawn of the birds........
their Sufferings sorrows....
their opened eyed dreams
their sorrows fill in all the quarters all ways
Men……women... my country is a ........
Children's Oasis….. Bar for retirees.......

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Since the days were lining up
And leaned on sticks of the fall
My country is a swing of sad song... breasts of the past
from the infinity
of the blanch meat
Iraq is a crazy
heated
lust
Climbs down to the lungs

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Men…… women
Standing on the threshold of the long time
The long prolix
which is between them and the words that create generations of anticipation and surprise
Dear Spring......... You are Baghdad
and the hormones of time are fragrance from your lanes
And your lover Tigris