My Story Poem by Enver Hamit

Can you imagine my hatred towards you?
It's a long story.
But you are unabashedly keen on exaggerating this length.
Although knowing this very well,
I look down on your standards of size and length.
My story
Has not begun from the very beginning,
And will not last till the Last Day.
It's just told
During the moments of touch and go…
The thick volumes of the history of loving,
Dusty and dirty face of desire,
The cruel existence of absence,
The uprisings of streets now and then and
The possible issues that you can't even dream of
Will continuously tuck my story in my memories…

September 2,2015\ Urumqi