Rasha Poem by Mohammad Noaman Al-Hakimi

Rasha

By/ Mohammad Noaman Al-Hakimi

I would be a faltering oasis, Rasha, content
To become your beach of dry grasses
The last thing your eyes see, in departure
Go! Take everything, leave me the scaly monster,
Every bristle stinging with desire.

Rasha, is it enough this man is astonished?
Or will my amazement only satisfy you?
Stone or glass, I am sunk and lost –
Every door keeps some of you apart from me
Making me forget if I should push or pull it!