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Between you and me
Between you and me there are summer nights, a melody that I secretly dedicate to you, a series of flirtatious poems and the darkness of the night. Between you and me there are endless streets and roads full of strangers Between you and me there are night stars, winter storms, autumn winds, and spring flowers Between you and me there is the nostalgia of September, The crushes of December and The January drunkards. There are whispers and shadows between us And stories that can't be told with words
Between you and me, are the poisoned arrows of lovers.
Let me rest on your chest
Because I'm tired, just like you. let my name, address, who I am and my past years…all drown in our silence. Behind this door, a storm is chasing me, a dark winter is suffocating me, and the feet of the night are crushing me. I have no lover, nor a house to protect me from the flood. The winds of doubt carried me to you. So, shall I rest a little on your chest?
Or should I go back to my sorrows?
People keep asking me Why I have such a stern face I tell them: It’s because I have a soft heart
Lets agree on me loving you from a distance, And you being closer to my heart than my veins. And me being a stranger to whom you tell your troubles, And you being to my heart, the sweetest and dearest lover.
| Nizar Qabbani
في أحضان السكون
هنا أنحرُ الليلَ، أغني الزمان هنا أتلقَّى حديث القمرْ هنا أقتلُ الشِّعرَ عند الغروبِ وأبعثهُ حينَ يأتي السحرْ هنا أصهرُ النورَ حتَّى يذوب وألقي في عيون الزهرْ هنا يرقد الهمُّ في خاطري ويسلبني أملي المنتظَرْ
هنا يومض اللحن في أضلع وينزع أسرارَهُ من دمِي وينحتُ من مقلتيّ الرؤى وتطربُ أوتاره أنجمي ويغرقني في الشقاء اللذيذِ وتملأ أوهامه عالمي
محمد الثبيتي -
“And if the devil were to ever see you, he’d kiss your eyes and repent." - Farouq Jwaydeh
Does the world escape me like a void?
Have I given up on illusions? Heavy nights train me And the rain of melodies were epics I became aware of war after war The sound of the sword inspired and inspired me! I search my halls and call out To me, to me, O formulated dream
-Sakaina Al-sharif
Don't hint, say it like a thunderbolt.
I used to see you with my heart
This is the first time, that I see you with my eyes. For the first time, my hands don't tremble when you're sitting next to me. For the first time, I don't feel like I'm flying. It is the first time that I realize, you're much shorter than the sky of my dreams.
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