Arts
The Farce of The Era
Ismail Khoshnaw
Ismail Khoshnaw
Hiba Jurdi
Age is complaining ....
And the status is declining ...
Thus, the hand's of time are drowning...
.... yet the under world still defacing the beauty milestones...
Aloud ...Aloud ...on the fingers, the word lights its flower
However, beyond its odour the scent of deceptions and betrayals comes out!!!!
Comes out!!!! To dismiss the honest people from their origins and ruins their existence.
One day, I wished ....
If the sea can take us (my family and I), for some of them look like the prime of a singing lyric.
And others are blowing a flute...
I donated the warmth of my poetry's kingdom ..
To my surroundings ..
To end up homeless without a shelter neither a place nor a space ....
In my home ...
All the balances that pronounce the truth are a Farce ....
Yes, a Farce ....
For those ignorant people are holding the lace tight ...
Deaf and not hearing a call ...
While the wisemen still in the waiting hall ...
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And others are blowing a flute...
I donated the warmth of my poetry's kingdom ..
To my surroundings ..
To end up homeless without a shelter neither a place nor a space ....
In my home ...
All the balances that pronounce the truth are a Farce ....
Yes, a Farce ....
For those ignorant people are holding the lace tight ...
Deaf and not hearing a call ...
While the wisemen still in the waiting hall ...
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