Your Sound And The Emigration Poem by Shamal Akrayi

Oh! my beloved
Your sound in the sky of the emigration
Shakes me, as the waves of the melodies do
Your sound in this non-loyal & severe emigrate
Is a relief & toleration for my soul
Your sound in my miserable & mysterious diary
Is an innocent smile
It returns me back to my mother's embrace
It beautifies my unknown future
with shining horizons
Oh! Emigration; the great phantom!
Because of you, my eyes are so tired
Because of you I become an absurd man
I am now 'waiting for Godot'
My beloved, Though I cannot see you
your sound still in my mind
Causes to overflow the spring of the wishes
And it turns my hopes & their sterility
Into facts & reality