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Cuddling in my arms March 26, 2010

You are snoozing on my arm darling,

A kid sleeping over her schoolbook.

My arm is no longer mine darling:

It is an extension of your flesh, nerves, and warm heart;

It is part of your sorrows, wet eyelids, and soft breath.

Do you remember how often you threw snowballs at me?

And come rushing to cuddle in my arms for warmth?

You are no longer an extension of my arm darling:

Your love is deeply sculpted by knife in its nerves.

You came close and asked for my autograph;

You almost begged for a single line of poetry from me.

“A poem I could hide in my black long hair”, you said;

“And let it rest a baby over my soft pillow”.

I know, you the lovely warm and shiny springtime,

That the poems of my youth

Built beauty in every beautiful girl

And blossomed inanimate bosoms.

I know, the poems of my youth set afire stars,

Ruined kingdoms and marriages.

It is my hot heart that was behind my hands, ink, and papers.

This heart has retreated behind cigarette smokes.

Tis no time to be fooled my shiny springtime.

What you see is an empty temple,

In front of you stands a cold, cold crumbling column.

The poems that set your heart on fire are yours.

Melt them in your hear,

Get wild, go wild and set fires

Burn, burn this dried up world.

A new fresh dawn must arise with every generation.

Note: Two abridged poems combined in one from the Syrian poet Nizar Kabbani

Darling, your insufferable love; (Mar. 25, 2010)

 

Blue sea eyes; (Mar. 25, 2010)

 

Cuddling in my arms; (Mar. 25, 2010)

 

Hiroshima is my City like; (Mar. 26, 2010)

 

Medina, the first Islam City-State; (Mar. 26, 2010)

 

First Islam civil war: Battle of ”The Camel”

 

The International Monetary Fund (IMF) failed in its mission; (Mar. 27, 2010)

 

Not a grain of faith in me darling; (Mar. 28, 2010)

 

In “Rainbow over the Levant (Near East)” novel: Dialogue

 

Militias covering all States in the USA; (Mar. 28, 2010)

Part Two: “When we befriend death”; (Mar. 23, 2010)

 

How Globalization can function adequately for the poorer countries? (Mar. 24, 2010)

 

Darling, your insufferable love; (Mar. 25, 2010)

 

Blue sea eyes; (Mar. 25, 2010)

 

Cuddling in my arms; (Mar. 25, 2010)

 

Hiroshima is my City like; (Mar. 26, 2010)

 

Medina, the first Islam City-State; (Mar. 26, 2010)

Cuddling in my arms; 

You are snoozing on my arm darling,

A kid sleeping over her schoolbook.

My arm is no longer mine darling:

It is an extension of your flesh, nerves, and warm heart;

It is part of your sorrows, wet eyelids, and soft breath.

Do you remember how often you threw snowballs at me?

And come rushing to cuddle in my arms for warmth?

You are no longer an extension of my arm darling:

Your love is deeply sculpted by knife in its nerves.

You came close and asked for my autograph;

You almost begged for a single line of poetry from me.

“A poem I could hide in my black long hair”, you said;

“And let it rest a baby over my soft pillow”.

I know, you the lovely warm and shiny springtime,

That the poems of my youth

Built beauty in every beautiful girl

And blossomed inanimate bosoms.

I know, the poems of my youth set afire stars,

Ruined kingdoms and marriages.

It is my hot heart that was behind my hands, ink, and papers.

This heart has retreated behind cigarette smokes.

Tis no time to be fooled my shiny springtime.

What you see is an empty temple,

In front of you stands a cold, cold crumbling column.

The poems that set your heart on fire are yours.

Melt them in your hear,

Get wild, go wild and set fires

Burn, burn this dried up world.

A new fresh dawn must arise with every generation.

Note: Two abridged poems combined in one from the Syrian poet Nizar Kabbani


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