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أنت ما انت

أنت ما أنت
(مرثية لصديقي حمودة فتح الرحمن
مهداة لصديقي الآخر الفاضل الهاشمي)

هل بصُرنا
بنهارٍ غمِقٍ
يورث الاشياءَ
نزعاتِ الذهابْ؟
انه الليلُ تغذى بالاسفْ وانمحاقاتِ الخيالِ

إنها الظلمات تفترس البريقْ
وتعبأ لحروب مستدامةْ
ما تجاسر من خطايانا القديمة
هل رأينا
بعيون مستريبة
أن نسرًا حط في قلب الحديقةْ
وتبعثرنا على خطو الهُزالْ؟
فإليك صاغرةً نجومُ الحيواتْ
وذلك الفَلَك الذي ينظرني ولا يرضى أقل من أن تُزهقَ
روحُ الوردة الفجريةْ
اليك مسرجةُ الوداع
وإليك أنْ
توضأ لصلاةٍ في الغيابْ.
أنت في الصبر دواةٌ
لنزيف الحبرِ
يكتب لا
ولقمصانك ماء
ترتدي أفراحنا
وعلى تلة فوضانا رياحينُ البسماتْ
أنت في الصبرِ دواةٌ
لنزيف الحبرِ
يكتب لا
لا تساوم في بقائك
رهنَ الانتماءْ
أنت ما أنت
وأنت استثناءْ
وفرادتُك... سرادقُ عرسٍ للذي ولى وفاتْ

اكتوبر 2010


Once I lived in misery.
Once I lived alone.
Then I changed my address.

Also changed my phone.
Everything got different.
Every sadness gone.
When I threw my parties
All reacted cool!
Filled my life with ladies!
Men of every type!
Women of every calibre
(Girls from every culture!)
Lights, songs and laughter.
Dates, waits and chimes!
Now, before and after!
Bliss! Bliss my baby!
Did not lose an inch.
A split-second of charm.
When you gagged my feelings
I did not lose a damn!
I think, believe or

Unforetold Chronicles of A Death Forsaken


For the first timeI have an assumption that
surpasses in its grandeur the solid
facts of life.
For the first time uncertainty has flourished
into rich chronicles that anchored into
my days the kind of wakefulness
that no one would dare blink under its might.

I decided not to see the "event" under the scattered lights
I decided that, despite similarities, I would have
my own kaleidoscopic vision of
"this that took place"
Faint your lights as you wish
It would not matter to me!
I have been trained to find where you are for the last ten years
"They are trying to limit the search by glorifiying the demise"
They grabbed you by the liveliness while many were watching
It does not matter how incompetent we all were
The thing is one cannot review the episode
without hitting the soul hard
... in the heart
exactly where it all formulated
where it really hurts
I know exactly how you think
You now exactly how I think
My assumption is/was your nightmare
Your uncertainty …