syma tasaduq Poems

To meet my mate since he's away
A wish in me grew green.
Mile by mile i crossed the road
That never in real had been.
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Beside my friend are laid all the greats; legends of our epics....
..heroes of Troy..
...theifs of Baghdad,
laureates of Arabia,
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Somewhere,
probably nowhere...
lost..at morning.
But returned at evening,
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Those silver -tongued words,
Those true blue birds.
I wished to visit their abode
The avialry of those herds.
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Sun leaves for the west..
leaves the east and a ray.
Leaves the both and north and south..
in darkness that betrays.
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