Here they are-my tribe descending from the heights of the past- dust- colored gray eyed
Winds of the future lash them towards oases populated with rainwater
Here they are - like locusts of imminent drought coming from the last lands of the world
They arrived and scattered in this sandy desert like stone
Here they are- sleeping at the borders of the blue clouds
Impoverished they bed down in bramble bushes
They dreamt of dawn and wept as they saw a thunderbolt tearing the darkness
limping in the circle of shut horizons, receding gradually
At dawn, their tears wetted the wind, the earth, and the trees,
Here they rise to their feet walking towards the limits of big cities
Hungry, thirsty, eating parched bread, drinking putrid water and fire
Here they are at the borders of big cities with hunched backs, broken
spirits, overspread in their shabby worn-out garments,
Here they are, whiplashed by the horsemen of the Tatar army driving them away from the gates of big cities.
Here they are before the gates, laying down like pieces of hollowed wood.
There they are, extinguished stars at the horizons of the blue clouds,
so that in this era, a final curtain comes down on the tales of the journeying Bedouins.
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Author:
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- Published: May 2nd, 2022 21:24
- Comment from author about the poem: The late Suleiman al-Fulayyih, a Saudian-Kuwaitian poet and critic, was born in AL-Hamaad desert located on north of Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, He was working as journalist and writer for many newspapers and magazines in Kuwait and Saudi Arabia. He has seven published works of poetry that have been translated to English, Russian, French, and Serbokian
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A truly amazing poem and thanks for posting this poets work. However, I believe this site is for original work.
so well written
wonderful flow and such vivid imagery
all entwined
within, insightful metaphors..
a great read, thanks for sharing
I am so glad you came by and commented
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