dhia abada

Rookie - 0 Points (1-7-1951 / Baghdad)

Hidden - Poem by dhia abada

A Stray birds of summer come
Leaves of autumn fall
Down and yellow become

Keep smiles fresh as birth
They are tears of the earth
When you miss the sun,
You must veil face like a nun
Sands in your way beg water
Seeking life like a sick daughter
Her wishful face haunts my dreams
Glittering like a rainbow beams

Once we dreamt we were sailors.         
Waked up to see a missing strangers
Sorrow is hushed in my heart
Unveil my secrets before I start
Sparkling like an idle breeze
Wondering aimlessly beside the trees

Mystery of creation is an art.
Wishes are fools and not smart
They shout a song within a chart,
What you see is your yield shadows
There little thoughts and arrows
Rustle of leaves say no hallo
I cannot choose the best.
The best chooses me.

Topic(s) of this poem: love lost

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The best beloved of all things in My sight is imaginations; turn not away therefrom if thou desirest Me, and neglect it not that I may confide in thee.Ponder this in thy heart; how it behooveth thee to be. Verily thoughts is My gift to thee and the sign of My loving-kindness. Set it then before thine eyes.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 26, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 26, 2014

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