The Professional

 To: Her

18-05-23

Are you the hero?

I was asked this question.

I wanted to answer enthusiastically, Yes!

However, I lingered, and answered:

No, Im not a hero.

Is happiness in fulfilling yourself?

I was asked this question.

I wanted to answer enthusiastically, Yes!

However, I lingered, and answered:

No, I didnt!

Do they love you?

I was asked this question.

I wanted to answer enthusiastically, Yes!

However, I lingered, and answered:

No, they didnt!

They asked me, how do you feel?

and I answered:

Nothing!

Yesterday, and after tomorrow

 26-05-2021

To:.....

I wish, I had time,

to tell you about my first dream,

but,

I'm one of those who don't remember their dreams.

As a matter of fact, I don't recall the last time I dreamt!

Therefore, what I tell you;

is the result of years of solitude.

Someone stopped me and said:

Let me take a picture of you,

so here is evidence of your existence!

When they built roads we wont take,

all what was left is the dream of arrival,

as inevitably, it will end!

Today

 11-04-2021

To:......

He woke up one day,

he couldn't find his pen,

So, he wrote with his nails on the wall.

What he wrote, wasn't new,

but mattered!

He wrote about his children and friends.

every day's tale, then slept.

Next morning, he didn't wake up!

He was gone,

without saying goodbye!

Live!

12-11-2019

In the quarries,

I was used to hearing the dead’s tales.

During the day, when I’m exhausted,

The bell rings to let us know the news,

My compatriot died!

Our boss commands “Do not stop working!”

Days passed,

I don’t recall memories of those who left us,

Yet their faces become familiar,

In Every day’s work.

The Last Days

20-06-2019

Got bored of writing

As no one reads anymore

Yet I still write!

Friends tried and fail,

Yet I stood encouraging them from afar

But they didn’t hear my call,

And that’s all what I could have done!

You have the right to wish

Even if your wishes didn’t make sense!

And I have the right to support you,

Even if my support was useless!

Yesterday

12-04-2019

To: Farah

The cage door opened,

So I went out to sing.

They cheered

Sympathized,

And encouraged me…

So, I left.

They carried on applauding,

I went my way,

Then I realized my sin.

I left home,

All what I knew,

So…I returned.

Ce La vie

26-01-2019

To: Farah

They wont recognize me,

Trying hard to remember,

At the end, they will ignore me.

When I saw her at the café, I got attached

When she left, I followed her for miles

She paused at her home for moment

And then entered.

When I knocked at her dor,

The door was opened, and it wasn’t her!

If you see her, tell her

I tried…and failed

The Story

17-05-2018

The curse that hit me in my travels,

Which I foresaw,

And approved!

The dead stood in silence,

Calmly making an obituary for my actions,

While looking at me in sorrow!

I was used to failure!

Still, they encouraged me to move forward,

Like someone who buys the weekly lottery,

Dreaming of a winning that wont come.

That room

21-04-2018

Show me your favorite place…

So that I can see it with my own eyes,

it will become my sanctuary,

When I miss you!

In the past, I was shy!

When I looked at you…

And became silent!

I wish I were a magician,

To impress you!

But my hands were small

So, I couldn’t hide anything

The absolute

17-12-2018

I wanted to grab their attention;
with a little trick I learned.
They applauded immensely, for a moment.
Then they left, each their way!

I waited for them the next day,
my instinct begged me to continue;
But each was on their way

So I waited for the night,
to dream of them in my sleep.

In the end: I came alone and left a stranger

The other side of memory

26-01-2018

In the past they gave me woodو
therefore, I crafted my toys.

Unfortunately I can't recall these adventures,

All what I remember is me playing joyfully.
Specially when I closed my eyes!

Days passed, and I changed,
I became someone different,
aspiring for my childhood,

To remember, who am I.

Finale of an evening

19/01/2018

Please, tap gently on my shoulders,

We are still at the beginning!

In the past, I used to fail,

And you scorned me!

Tried to escape their questions,

Not for the fear of facing them,

But because I didn’t feel them!

In the forest…

If a tree died,

Is there someone to mourn it?

Yet, it is standing, still.

Overture to an evening

12/1/2018

My words have ended,

That that I have been reciting.

In the past we met.

I told you: I love you!

You replied: me too!

My prophecy has been fulfilled

That that I have created

To be together!

But funerals are attended by the living

To mourn the dead

Now I speak

27-09-2017

I dreamed last night;

For the first time; in ages

I do not know what that means ?!

My dreams never come true!

That’s when I stopped dreaming

Reality hit me!

We can not change what happened

But we can change what we feel about it

The last scene

27-06-2107

I narrate my own story,

To hear it for the first time.

I saw her last night in m dreams,

I hesitated to ask her,

So we didn’t have a picture together.

I became a prisoner of m thoughts,

Like wishing to save someone,

However, caused their drowning.

Like a shadow of a man,

Who was a hero, once upon a time.

Chi Mai or Whatever

11-11-2016

I spent a part of my life smiling,

The smallest part,

When I used to sit next to the fountain>

I always liked to talk a lot,

So as not to feel  lonesome>

I dreamt of owning children toys,

Something to look forward to in my youth,

To remind me of my childhood.

People posing for pictures,

I ask their permission to join,

To be part of their life.

Once again,

I forgot what I should have remembered

An owner, remembered a picture

26-03-2016

The voice of the living, stops!

I go to the graveyard, to hear the dead..

Even if, there was silence.

Have you heard of the absolute serenity?

That quiet place,

Where its listens to you without complain,

That burial site!

Next to a lemon tree, a child..

Reaping the harvest,

To squeeze a cup, for him, for her

The Legend of the dream of spring

21-2-2016

He is eating the loaf of bread,

After he had bought it from his favorite baker.

He hasn't finished it , and disappeared!

The baker searched for him everywhere,

And couldn’t find him!

He took the remaining pieces of the bread,

And decorated the bakery entrance,

Maybe it's owner will show up someday!

At the beginning, there was the end

To Lavinia

16-12-2015

Me, then the flood,

As Noah proclaimed.

There is no longer shelter,

Unless you are a couple.

You see them from a distance,

Each with its partner,

Walking in a calculated pace.

Why wasn’t I born a bird?

Spread my wings

And avoid drowning.

Rhapsody

19-06-2016

The owls, delivered the pasture’s news at night,

Emphasizing its ruthlessness of life.

As to all the end is inevitable.

Unlike the cohesiveness of the jungle.

In the past, the animals used to talk,

Eagerly listening to the lion,

As he shared his impossible dream!

Leaving the jungle and once again possessing the pasture!

To accompany his pride and eat meat,

Yet time passed to no avail!

To the grass eater,

This lion’s obituary was written on tree leaves,

As a nice gesture from the jungle members.

The birds collected the leaves,

And spread them all over the pasture,

So maybe someone will hear the lion voice in his story.