Samer Madbak Poems

I stand alone
Despite the gentle eyes
This playful policy
And my ambrosial tone
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O month of cheer
August of company
August, my dear,
Where is our sweet assembly?
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Tonight,
Tonight my dearly brothers celebrate…
My village, my North
All hamlets of my North
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O God, wherefore hast thou forsaken us?
Wherefore art thou so distant from our aid?
Seeing that our spirits in despair are laid
A relish to the tyrant incubus?
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Mother, reverèd Mother, pray give ear
To me, your faithful scion, as I state
Th’ignominy befallen me of late;
What my good brethren did, O goddess hear,
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And once again, brothers,
I fought
Against my silent soul
Myself
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Belovèd mother, so it has been fated
That I be severed from your pedigree
A budding bough, cut off, incinerated
Weaned child ere savouring your quiddity
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Let fall the rain upon my eyes
To soothe my troubled crater
Let tears drop from the sullen skies
(Though now it's one year later)
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Mother, what anguish has befallen thee
What burning sighs, what sorrows manifold
Engulf your spirit, Oh what pain untold
Gnaws at your very marrow, misery!
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Upon this stormy route, I tread for aye
Wayfarer on a suicidal walk
A thousand thistles carpeting my way,
And all creation blust’ring to my stalk…
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