I am moving around in different roads
looking for photos
to print on the wall of memories
and whenever lights flashes
I remember farewell moments
my heart beats the nostalgia rhythm.
Staring at the mirror of innocent eyes
and whenever it rains
it trembles the fields
washing silently deep wounds of lost love.
Adnan Khalifeh Y2013.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem