To The Soul Of Omer Poem by Hamid eldood Mahdi

Your glittering smile is seen from a mile, ‎
But outdid the sun beams on the flowing Nile.‎
The passage to your kiosk was oft frequented. ‎
A resort for intimacy and with friendship scented ‎
Wishing to attend your funeral but fettered by fate and exile, ‎
To witness, at your tombstone, ‎
‎ that ‎
‎ you ‎
‎ never
‎ pushed
‎ forth ‎
‎ something ‎
‎ vile.‎