Ruins Of Babel (Babylon) Poem by Taher Shemaly

over the ruins of Babel stood I
in grief with memories visiting by
sadness and happiness are lost now
beneath these broken walls' sky
in deserts left apart long time ago
seeking a tear from strangers' cry

kingdom was higher than stars
and a tongue spoken by wise men ago
for one glance in history did it abide
or shall never come back after a go
with its tower that used to reach that heaven
surrendered to its fate without a clue

asking the stars and wondering
about ancient times spent in here
where did the people in this spot go
without tidings or news to bear
no answer I got in my loneliness
but silent that I could hear so clear

where the wonderful gardens stood?
was it a lie or just a legend to tell
just like an old tree in its end
has no way out but only had fell
answers I'm seeking here and there
and my mind is flamed by a hell

how many did go and never back
in this life of mystery and pain
wonder just for a wonder
for a wonder might wonder in vain
God has his own ways to judge us
and all what we can do is just sit and wait

over the ruins of Babel I did sit
thinking of the matters in deep
of this heart and the things it bears
and how much it still can keep
over the ruins of Babel I did sit
and over the ruins of my heart I shall weep