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Braids are playing in the wind

Abdul Aziz Al Haidar
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Braids are playing in the wind

Abdul Aziz Al Haidar 14/2/2010

Package of truths light is cluttering in the eyes
Package of impudent sand is spreading in the wind of years
Between this long road…. stretches in grief and sorrow
Day by day
And me.....
There is a language that I cannot understand it… the tar is boiling in it
And the volcanoes are howling
However, the flowers of the fact perfumed some steps
the virulent ...,is a storm that is cutting the crops and offspring.... the lands laughter is shaking in the dance of death
Clouds of locusts ...overflow of nostalgia
Images of reflection ... and beautiful graceful dance in all directions of my heart
I now gripping the rope that is dragging me over the sand madness
Over the broken glass from my cups...
I have no care, except to the letters
My body intermittence in the deserts
However my spirit is hanging by the beautiful Stars
And my stadiums in the clouds of childhood
I am visiting them all the time
And the songs of the doves are waking my hollow
And the fact, result in braids playing in the wind
The guitar in Purl




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