Reversion Tunes Poem by Mohammad Noaman Al-Hakimi

Here rests my convoy
On pains and a calamity
Of remembrance
And dark revolutionary dreams
About to resolve to attacking
The whole world.

Why is the dream fractured
And the white flag lacks
A home and supporters!
Why should I die of longing
Though enough intimacys chaff
And friends? !

Here the lyre is playing
Its reversion thirsty tune
And none can hear such sweet
Chanting in my heart,
But you!
Here I shed another tear
Over this darkness embraces
Teeming with distress
To feel at ease about all