A PASSING THOUGHT

A PASSING THOUGHT
By Mahmoud Said Kawash

Like a stranger wandering among her parts, hoping to meet you one day
And she did not realise that she was drowning in you to the utmost-limit-s of need
Like a wave departing to you, calling the dream of meeting
She lies awake in its depths
No matter how much the colour of the sunset persists among the folds of the clouds
Her parts inhabit the shores of waiting for you
And her mind rejects the reality of imposing your departure
Without a reason,´-or-even for hundreds of reasons!!

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