I. M. C. Poem by nadia abduljabbar

I. M. C.



In Jeddah, we
Call it 'Al Fetehi's
Hospital', Though he is
Just one of the owners,
It is not just
A hospital for me;
It is a relaxing
Point or rather
The best spa
In the town.

All morning,
I was there
Remebering our
First sudden encounter,
In our first meeting
POINT;
Designed by DESTINY.

Thanks for the phone
Call, though I wished
It to be a direct one;
Iam in need for
A direct one.

Yet I will not push,
Or humilate myself
Asking for it.

I came back home
So weak and tired,
Though I went just
To get an important pill.

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