The Far Time…..The Long Time... Poem by AbdelAziz Alhaider

The far time…..the long time...

Abdul Aziz Haider

Wah, how these years are long?
The papyrus …the reeds are extending from the depths of the marshes... the channels
The years that shaking their heads in the wind of memory
Ships that are taking off without dates... in remote waves
A far time.... A long time hiding in the forests of virgin desire
And years that are dancing with nakedness with the rhythm of the thunder in the skies of permanent amazement
And the years that were hesitated to accept flirts with shame
And the years that have showered the nostalgia
Years of love that are blooming in all seasons
Red bouquet and other of violets
The open eyes did not concentrate in portfolio of years
And the papers.... in the hallucination of the bag
Curved ribs
and lips that are still thirsty for the pleasure of the first kiss
Wah, so we are walking or crawling or limping
On the gates of time
In many years