Mubarad Salaeh

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During the nights.
That seems like a bright night.
With not a soul around.
Just me alone under the shining light.
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In the late afternoon and twilight,
Garden flowers glow in the night.
Footbal pitch still visible in no light,
Every night with the stars under the moonlight.
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This poem
has been written off with nudity,
abandoning the identity of one in the canal.
I command for it to end.
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Homeless

During the nights.
That seems like a bright night.
With not a soul around.
Just me alone under the shining light.
Where there is a moon as my only company.

How sleepless days has it been?
How many days has it passed
by that I have to search for a shelter?
Just me alone like a person without a soul.

It is very exerting
to even open a mouth to ask for food.
Even though I'm starving
and thirsty as my body rots and stinks.

How long will I survive.
How much longer will I remain as a homeless.
As if life has make a joke out of me.
Since our body doesn't own our soul.
Just liek a shadow without a life.
Spoken like a person who does not sleep.

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