JeanPierre Barakat

Rookie (August 27th,1963 / Beirut (Lebanon))

There Will Be Steams Of Broken Streams - Poem by JeanPierre Barakat

There will be steams of broken streams
Levitating high in the celestial canopy above
Forming two flocks of dark silvered clouds
Covering up intentions and sun beams,
In a collision course with the flight of a dove
Dying to impress and attract oblivious crowds.
So I try to flee from these terrible doubts,
As clouds are closing in on me strong and fast,
Leaving me but with my heart as a shield…
The dream begins, avoiding devious routs,
Reviving elf-struck looks I captured in the past,
Uttering my level emotion, forever sealed,
Exhaling my tears in feathered branches of love.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 3, 2005

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