It is clock : it is life

Like a river in its flow
It never stops
It is clock
It is life!


ع ميرة




This veil of mine seems thick now..
A great barrier it feels..
Tough and solid it resists every blow..
Distances so far it appears..
To reach there of old…
To go back is the goal..
But the wall has thickened alot..
Crumbling would be difficult a job..
While I axe it here it thickens there..
Somehow not known to this soul..
Longings fill in the heart..
Ah! A drop drips on the dry sand particles, vanishes! ..
Dusty winds touch my cheeks and sucks..
My elixir of heart, all dry.
While I yearn for you amidst this war..
Waiting is indeed the necessary choice..
So come oh! helper soon..
For I can’t go alone in this dreary night…