I Wish

I Wish

I wish the child of happiness ,that possess the face of quick-tempered grows old in you my tender beloved.
I wish you learn how to see in woman something more than a piece of a candy with desirable taste.
I wish you see in my presence other matter than femininity and a merry soft sound you desire to have.
I know women have their own avidness,selecting different minds and feelings and hearts.
Did't you receive anything from my deep feelings,something very small that delegates me.
Women do have a wounded pride,even if they have an Aura of Goodness.
Even the home pigeon whispers the Coo of the lover with God.
And till now you don't know how the rose is planted in avenue..How the tear is wipt away.
Oh dear ,even the earth expreses itself by it's seasons,with it's happiness and sadness.
The spring always glows,and the autumn in color of the paleness.
A Beehive thinks,and set out a thousand meaning and meaning for it's indefatigable work.
O my bih child
O my beloved fate.
Do i have the right of Veto.
And the suffering to you written on my forhead.
Tired Iam.
I complain to a candle which don't know
that it is exterminates me,
and we both dissolved together.

Tarek Nassif
2006

Heart

When the wind exposes him

the heart becomes uncovered

like the fruits of the autumn

then a woman binds him

she glows in the mind

presses out her moons in his two hands

and hatches his flowers in calm

then his low spirits tow him from

heads of his fingers.

How don't you not leave him?

Oh ! The breath of the morning

opens his eye lashes to the moistness

and delivers his herbals in the avenues

and he fills the city night with love.

How don't you not leave him

to rais upon the houses

his dreams's napkins

A forest...

or his knife.

Tarek Nassif

2006