MOHAMMAD SKATI


Our Dreams Got Crazy - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

OUR DREAMS GOT CRAZY AND HAVE TURNED INTO NIGHTMARES. OUR DREAMS GOT CRAZY AND USELESS, FOR THIS WE EXPLAIN THEM AS WE LIKE. SOME DREAM INTERPRETERS ARE LIARS EVEN IF THEY COME TRUE WITH THINGS. THE CUP OF COFFEE'S READER ALLIED WITH THE EVIL ITSELF AND LIED TO THE TRUTH ITSELF. WE DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO CRY FOR. EVEN OUR TEARS TURNED INTO LIKE THOSE OF THE CROCODILES. OUR TEARS GOT UGLY, GLOOMY, AND EVEN THEY DON'T HAVE AN ADDRESS. WE GOT OURSELVES ONLY IN THE DREAMS'CAVES. OUR LUXURIOUS HOUSES AND SALOONS TURNED INTO DREAMS'CAVES. EVEN THE COFFEE WE DRINK MANY TIMES EVERYDAY GOT TASTELESS AND NASTY. WE LOOK FOR THE GOOD COFFEE IN THE BIG STORES, BUT IN VAIN. WHEN WE SIT FOR SOMEONE TO READ OUR CUPS OF COFFEE WE SMILE FOR HIM OR FOR HER IN AN ABSURD WAY! IT DOES NOT MATTER WHETHER WE BELIEVE OR NOT IT'S THE MATTER OF REPLENISHING WHAT WE LIKE TO HEAR ONLY. WE CAN'T HEAR OUR TRUTHS. WE DENY THE GOOD AND ADMIT THE BAD SOMETIMES. OUR HEART GOT WEAKER AND WEAKER. WE LIKE TO REPLENISH OUR GREED AND OUR ARROGANCE. WE LIKE TO EAT EVERYTHING. OUR RELIABILITY PUT ON TEST.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

EXAGGERATING THINGS IS NOT GOOD EVEN IN DREAMS.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, February 4, 2013


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