ahmed khaled
Paris, Please Accept Me, As A Human Refugee
paris................
o paris................
Y paris................
the patience, eating the happiness
the pain, eating the patience
and the pain, eating the pain
I AM SICK, paris
treat me, sister
paris................
o paris................
Y paris................
exile, on my papers
restrained, ..
in my lines
so free me, paris
treat me, paris
I BELONG TO YOU, ..
sister
my home, the colours of MONET
my room, is a water flower
my air..
is the scent of FRANCE
and my refuge..
is a place by RENOIR shrine
so take me paris..
as your..
renoirian..
REFUGEE.
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great write, I enjoyed reading it very much...smiles n blessings
So beautiful in places, I am caught in colour.
There is so much pain where you live Ahmed, peace is so illusive and I feel so sad for those caught in the crossfire.
'Tis a wonderful poem! ! !
I like this one: :
Oh, all refugee birds
Make your nests
On the top of
My peepul tree
As I'm alone
In this land
With no cmpanioin
On my branches
and nor have I
here a root of pedigree
My leaves are silent
They lost their murmur
Strech your wings
Under its shadow
So my soul will awake
By the fllutter of your words! ! ! !
I love this write,
'tis an excellent poem! ! !
Oh, refugee birds
Make a nest
On top of
My peepul tree
As I'm a tree
A Refugee tree
With no companion
In my branches
Or nor have I
a root of pedigree
i'm more touched by the refugee predicament reflected in the poem...the emotion determines the style in this case quite secondary!
love it... you write with passion!