The Flaky Derelict

Of masks, monsters and demons caged in my head.

الغريب: الرقصة


على بعد امتدادِ أصابعي
ترقصُ على ضرباتِ قَلَمي
وتدعوني للمشاركة
للرقصةِ المباركة
واحتواءِ الجسد
وإصلاحِ ما فسد
من بكاء ماضٍ منسي
وألم ظهرٍمحني
فتبتسم تبسمَ الشمسِ لوجهِ من فارقَهُ النوم
فترسم ملامح مستقبلِ من شابَهُ اللوم
وتلتصق الأجسادُ والاعناقُ
وتلتقي العين بالعين
وأرى حزنها
وأعترف بعشقي لها
وترقص وحدها
ويعود حبيبُها
يكتبُ عن حبٍ لها

Scarlet Dance Painting by Tanya Anurag


Author: Zeus

I am the grey area, everything by choice and nothingness by choice, wherein everything is possible as it is improbable.

2 thoughts on “الغريب: الرقصة

  1. I’m in love with this poem, Karim. I have read it several times and you’ll excuse me if I would rather you read this poem at tomorrow’s recital rather than the ones you sent.
    If you have any objections please let me know.

    You get a five-star rating for this piece.
    Keep on writing, both English and Arabic.

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