The Cycle Disappear
Afrah Al-Kubaisi
Me and the fog ..
And beyond your eyes a strange sadness ..
And this sleepiness ..
Collects the remaining of your pieces ..
By one dream ..
Faith ..
And the last tear drops out
Vertigo circles in the same circle ..
A circle of pandemic ..
And this ash .. covers every part of the kind hind
The hand Henna goes ..
And under the sundown ..
Your wing flies up towards the fog .. in the same circle ..
To draw for me a painting of sundown
And a single door .. covers the cover
Foreign on his chair .. taking a hopeless rest
And your eyes beyond the glass looks like a suns cycles
The winter came .. the clods’ cover covers your sun from my earth
And these suns .. cries the tears of cycles absence
And the cycle disappear