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A poignant poem, by Ayub, exclusively for Different Truths.
Life I curse thee
Like an old haggard gloomy bat,
Why do you pierce your claws in my eyes.
All day long you lick the skeleton of my dreams,
Why don’t you leave me alone.
Night falls and
Like a great hunter
You dig your fierce claws
On the moon to reach the old woman spinning a wheel,
Knitting the thread of dreams on the point of mirage.
In the weaving of dreams and slumber,
You snatch moments,
Drowned in the abandon of empty houses.
Till the break of dawn,
Your restless pale pupils stamp their mark.
All day long you pick on heartless,
Half-baked dreams like the bat.
Life how I curse thee.
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This man is a remarkable poet and a total joy to read. He is my dear friend and I am happy to own both his books. His work runs the gauntlet of human emotions! It is wonderful to find him honored on this site.
You are the only one
to be chosen
to descend on earthly heaven
with a peace message given
try to be honest
and serve the best
in the interest
and prove the test