By Eng. Hani Ghanem
We...
we are still alive...
breathe the morning sun,
do not walk away
from the heat of afternoon.
Every day
we say goodbye to the moment of sunset
and wait for the nightly pretty pictures !!!
We...
we are still alive...
quickly
drink morning coffee
we have no time for lunch...
Many Affairs
have stolen friends from us,
others have driven away our beloved ones
We still have yellow hope !!
Moon still has two faces:
Known face is overlooking the sun
And the hidden one is waiting us !!!
We still yearn for
a beautiful word,
a thin smile,
hiss affectionate,
and crazy groans
This poem is translation from my poem in Arabic of same title: Yellow Hope