Abdel-Aziz Haider
the boats are returning
the boats are returning with proudly rapturous
the boats are returning….. and the wave… from the season of a difficult campaign
From the coast of love….. songs
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And returned..... And returned
O dawn Star It is oranges which came back with the returned blue wave ….
returned
From the eternity blue which mount horseback of the decline and memories
......... O dawn star.. these coasts returned back and we returned to it
How many times it is not more than sands and rocks
How many times I have visited it and it was not more than sands and rocks
O my stars how many times my heart hanged with its sands and rocks
But today it is packed with all beauty and all please
So in my imaginations I do not know is it sands and rocks or salutations of
returnees
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The boats proudly returned back between land and water
To a coast crowded with the receptionists
They are returning back on their surfaces square of waiting and interest carried in the eyes
O my star……with the oranges I said farewell to your eyes mounted by autumn
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And year by year on the coast of white
foam
of birds and waiting
I wrote stories….. sing them......... torn them
Changed the times image changed my photo
slumped from my interior twice lengthened... melted then became skinny as a thread of light
dispersal
In my loneness and the road
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O my star... all boats mounted by the spring and those yellow as the selected gold
We said it will give fruits in the blue of the sea returned
And returned by all boats mounted ecstatic proudly
..... O my stars o dawn Star
O my sweet voice you…. in which vehicle are you? ?
Or you distributed in the womb of oranges? ?
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