Challenges

Challenges


Poem by : Thaaira Shamun Al- Bazi ( Iraqi poetess)


Translation by: Freeyad Ibrahim


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The child which I left behind yesterday
has come back today
Wearing over her head
A crown of white tufts
It kneelth not!
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Hearts are the paper sheets
The letters are their throbbing pulse,
If so,
then go,
and search amid their beats,
for what confines you.
Or else your tomorrow,
is your yesterday
And your life is:
a barren fallow !
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You are twisting my arm,
Concealing your face from mine.
Your horror is greater.
Too great to define.
You cannot frighten me.
Since I do wash up
with fairness,
and righteousness,
it is all fine.
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Why do you forfeit my throbbing affection,
For a whimsical whim ?
Why? Why?!!
Whereas I am,
no doubt,
the water to you,
and the air,
and life and welfare,
you are doomed
to die
whithout!
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Don t mind my reckless mindlessness,
for it is the very mind ,
of mine,
and the very reason,
your existence
do confine!!
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You attempted to kill my love,
repeatedly,
Over and over again.
Hence, regardless,
I am stretching out
the hand of forbearance
to you,
to hold you
lest you might fall down,
from the height,
over and over again.
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Within my innermost soul,
Deep,
A volcano lies asleep,
Beware !
Behold,
It ll erupt
a short while after wakefulness,
and explode!
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Translated by : Freeyad Ibrahim

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