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Talking To A Suicidal Woman

March 8, 2010

TALKING TO A SUICIDAL WOMAN


Ayad Gharbawi

August 11, 2008 – Damascus, Syria

Too good?

The truth is being

Remanufactured

By recluses

Who were smiling

In front of fake mirrors

Produced by self deceiving professional liars

‘What can I do with you?’ I asked you so many times

But you always gave me such

Twisted answers

With absurd logic

You  thought

Was really ‘logic’

But it wasn’t, my dearest

It was just absurdities

And yet

We had all to live

Within these

Claustrophobic days

And pointless heated discussions

Pointless tears

And pointless rages and what did you achieve through it all?

I saw nothing but more of your tears and depressions

That seemed like snarling waves too me

Seriously trying to murder you

Coming and going

But always returning

And maybe succeeding soon with yourself?

Lady Of The Secluded Ponds

March 6, 2010

Lady of the Secluded Ponds


Ayad Gharbawi


Eyeless flower

In minds of unrest

Sing this melody in warmth abundant.

Troubled Skies have chosen

To forsake you

While you crowds seek to intermingle

With lovers un-affected

Do you yet again fail to comprehend?

Moon-less sky

Come and perchance you may

Yearn in me, to visualise

A show of Truth

That dances

The Dance of Closure

And yes what cried – cried!

That is my understanding

Of History

Where outbreaks of madness

Virulently burst out

Far too often

In uncontrollable rages;

Gentle lady!

In the midst of it all;

Come to feel

That your

Flowers in your mouth

Will bring bitterness

And not deliverance

For that which is

Constitutionally brittle

Cannot last

Think, then

Think!

Soft Lady

Of Ponds Warmly

Enclosed.