Love In This Age Poem by Rasheed Alqahas

Love in this age

I do not know what I am going to write.
I hold my pen.
I gaze at the far and far horizon.
I look around me.
Pens, papers are here and there.
The place was in a mess.
May my thoughts were too.
The silence and the smell of years are around.
The age was passed.
I am running quickly toward my grave.
My papers became yellow.
My smile became as an autumn leaves.
Love is as a summer fog, gone away by the sun.
The sun gibes from lover and his sweetheart.
The love is mirage made from pale and sadness hope.
Love is mirage cheats the lover’s heart.
The lovers imagine him shadows and paradise.
The thirsty think him a water spring irrigates the tired lover.
But nothing he find there.
He went quickly with no fear even from death with desire, towards nothing.
O miserable lover whom like phantoms as I like.
The years and days were cheated you.
You are out of mind when you run quickly at the back of untruthful and barren love land.

The words of the dictionary of dreams fall down.
The words became without meaning.
The flood carried with him what was the love grave.
O sadness lover you were born in another age,
You were borne hundreds years ago.
The thorns put you in the valley of thorns.
You live there until a wild wind carried you to unknown valley.
You thought that it was your dreaming land.
But you found a waste with black rocks.
You found a cripple sands.
You try to walk some times but the hot summer burnt your feet.
The hot summer burnt the lover feet even in the early dawn hours.
The love in this age evaporates even before the sun rise.
The love in this age evaporates even before the sun rise.

Rasheed Alqahas
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This poem is from my poems in Arabic Language.