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SYRIAN POEMS

Yalnayal   Follow

2 years ago

Another Poem For Syria

What I couldn't do is now a habit,
crying.
What I couldn't feel is now a part of me,
love.
What I never saw, I see now all around me,
misery.
What I never thought existed, now lives in everything,
injustice.
What I hated before, now I long for,
death.

All because you're far from me..

Of Children of Syria

Mom hold me here

And hold me there

Clutch my bones

From everywhere

I feel the fear

I feel the pain

The way they see me

With disdain.

We crossed the sea

We trudged the land

And as I wailed

You held my hand.

We left behind

Those times of joy

The cake in the fridge

My little toy.

I don’t know yet

What caused the wound,

You screamed with ache

And Daddy fumed.

What suffering, What pain

What bloodshed means,

Some broken souls

Some shattered dreams.

I hope we go back

Home someday

But you tell me

“It won’t let us stay.”

Out in the darkness

As I stare

Mom clutch my bones

Just everywhere.