Taher Shemaly Poems

Hallucinations
or dreams on arrival
there from the west
sitting on high pedestal
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In the drops of the rain I breathe
your smell, that of heavenly scent
Right above me lies the earth
for my sky cannot anymore be felt
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According to the legends, of days so old
there was a hero, of might and ego

His name was Andre the handsome lad
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Unfortunately, amid the heaven and earth
there are still people blinded by the spell
But what it has to do with me by the fact
if it is not for defense, I am not allowed to kill
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Like the winds
my dreams shall fly
Through the fields of agony
fly and fly, until they die
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O Hazelnut tree come and listen
testify by thy roots above me
here lies my heart where it is hidden
dusted by the dust and gloomy
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Aya Jafar, what did you do
you have splitted this heart
and the mourning will continue
until this body for this life part
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close your eyes
rest this heart
of those tiresom days and nights
have a smile
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By the sky my soul was flying
leaving my dead body behind
A corpse of coldness I had left
falling beside a sweet of a kind
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long, long time ago
in the past tense of my life
there was once a rosey rose
with a beauty sharper than a knife
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