Personal feelings and thoughts on number of issues.
Sorry Dr. Burke... I have decided to replace your tablets... with poetry... my natural Prozac.
Please my beautiful bird... enough knocking with your small beak on my glass windows... I know you not buried... but you are still flying.
This festival I will buy myself a present... I will compensate in my winter for what I missed out in the spring... I will play.
Tow things has enraged me... his way of life that had sown death in the country of the Mesopotamia... and the method of his death, which reminded me of his way of life.
A sick joke: George Double U Bush and Ehud Olmert...are two freedom fighters... Hassan Nasrullah and Ismail Haniah... are Two terrorists.
Another sick joke: Little Yellow Cake Johnny...inspired by Pig Iron Bob...will continue to be our Prime Minister.
Worse in the festivity season this year... when you have...again... to deal with the same single piece of currency... its first side engraved with the image of George bin Laden...while on the other incised the picture of Osama W. Bush.
On the New Year eve, we remember a democracy...does not recognize voters here... and crushes them under the cogwheels of tanks there.
Moreover, we remember... prisons on the lands of others... crowded with threat suspicious to the lands of others.
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Written in Arabic in Sydney,31 / 12 / 2006. Translated by the poet.
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P.S. As poems loose alot of their essence and technique, when translated to other languages - particularly rhyme and rhythm - members with English as their first language are welcome to edit or paraphrase any of my poems. Names of editors will be acknowledged where ever the edited poem published. With many thanks.
Habib Fares
Poetry by Habib Fares
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Written on 2007-03-22 at 18:08
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On the New Year Eve
Sorry Dr. Burke... I have decided to replace your tablets... with poetry... my natural Prozac.
Please my beautiful bird... enough knocking with your small beak on my glass windows... I know you not buried... but you are still flying.
This festival I will buy myself a present... I will compensate in my winter for what I missed out in the spring... I will play.
Tow things has enraged me... his way of life that had sown death in the country of the Mesopotamia... and the method of his death, which reminded me of his way of life.
A sick joke: George Double U Bush and Ehud Olmert...are two freedom fighters... Hassan Nasrullah and Ismail Haniah... are Two terrorists.
Another sick joke: Little Yellow Cake Johnny...inspired by Pig Iron Bob...will continue to be our Prime Minister.
Worse in the festivity season this year... when you have...again... to deal with the same single piece of currency... its first side engraved with the image of George bin Laden...while on the other incised the picture of Osama W. Bush.
On the New Year eve, we remember a democracy...does not recognize voters here... and crushes them under the cogwheels of tanks there.
Moreover, we remember... prisons on the lands of others... crowded with threat suspicious to the lands of others.
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Written in Arabic in Sydney,31 / 12 / 2006. Translated by the poet.
____________________________________________________________
P.S. As poems loose alot of their essence and technique, when translated to other languages - particularly rhyme and rhythm - members with English as their first language are welcome to edit or paraphrase any of my poems. Names of editors will be acknowledged where ever the edited poem published. With many thanks.
Habib Fares
Poetry by Habib Fares
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Written on 2007-03-22 at 18:08
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