Damascus, the city of Jasmine, my ash-Sham
now in throbbing pain, with intra-ocular pressure,
higher than normal, the omen is permanent vision loss
of a brighter future, our people are blind
..
Damascus, my Madīnat al-Yāsmīn
traumatized, yet squinting at a sliver of light
peeking through the door, a wished-for chimera
if wishes were horses, the future would be ours to create
..
Damascus, my homeland, the Barada river
a throbbing jugular, still alive
a knive in the heart, hot burning pain
peace floating driftwood on gory water
Beautiful ❤
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Thank you Joseph!Stay blessed! Hope life is smiling on you! I have just created a facebook page, if you would like to browse the content. Athenian hugs!
https://www.facebook.com/poet.gr/?ref=settings
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Thank you and yes I’ll browse your content on facebook. Be well
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You too!Have a great week ahead! 😉
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Thank you 🙂
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Congrats once more. A good one
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Thanks, Derrick!It is a very emotional poem indeed! I am so glad it resonated! 😉
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Beautifully written, Sofia.
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Thanks Eugenia. Warm Athenian hugs!
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