Wasan Hashim Ibrahim Poems

In my belief
Love is the spiritual beam,
The beautiful dream
The lovely tune of pure, unending stream,
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You should be silent when children sleep,
so that their sweet dreams are not disturbed.
You should be silent when children sleep,
not when the thief of their home is an owner crowned.
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Whether life is a blessing, whether life is a curse,
Whether we march in progression or in regress,
I feel nothing of its glimpse, I don't feel attuned,
I don't sense its tempo, hypo or profound.
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Oh, Dream…
Nothing is true, or to say for sure;
Yet, I can dream no more.
Although reality I abhor;
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Weird is the sight,
It stands upright,
Holding the knife with something
Which were hands,
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I wonder whether you'll read this or not,
I once told you the whole plot
Of love, waiting and yearning
And a life has been lost.
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I remember thee
In every corner of my years,
I remember thee
In the light of my smiles
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تمردتُ على الموتِ,
واسمعتُ الأنامَ
من صدى همسي
تمردتُ على الأوطانِ
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No tear to shed,
I feel so dry,
My soul is numbed,
No birds…no sky.
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While a process is being made,
Of decorating, and uttering proper words;
Thousands and thousands of words left unsaid...
The letters disintegrated,
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