A Sword with Bladed Perfume by A.Fawaz

A poem by Ahmad Fawaz ( Lebanon ) Translated by Sihem Hammouda (Tunisia ) On the battlefield of soul, your spectrum wages Delusive torrential raids, Your breaths fall in perfume drizzle, And with the sunbeam, the fall of smile races, My soul then is split into a hill scented with your jasmine, The heart at…

Darkness and Mist

A poem by Abdel Hakim Atiya ( Algeria ) Translated by Sihem Hammouda (Tunisia ) Darkness and Mist Darkness me overwhelmed, Mist my cities shrouded, And sorrow in all roads cloaked. A train I am, From the steam age, Inside a tunnel, blindfolded, Fumbling for gleams of sunshin Looking for thy smile , Appearing on…

Don’t shoot!

Wait Sir  ! Don’t shoot ! I need to comb my tousled  hair, And wash my stainy face. Oh !There is a hole in my shoe too Wait sir  ! I won’t be late , I am going to wear my father’s shoes, They are as big as the  gracious sky But they fit because I walk like…

ثورة عشق

.تعاتبني اذا غضبت ولا تفهم ان الرعد يدمدم اشتياقا للمطر تقف وسط الفوضى التي رسمتها في محرابك  مشدوها كراهب يقرا رسائل حب لاول مرة تقرا جنوني في قلم الشفاه المكسر وقارورة العطر المراق .ولاتفهم سطور حنيني فيها .هذا ليس جنونا بل ثورة عشق يحتضر في دفتر يومياتك by arabian roses

A Fighter without arrow dedicated to Marius Mocanu

…Then they lived happily ever after. Nay, it is neither a folktale an old sailor Could tell to kindle the flame of adventure        In the soul of a retired ship dimmed, Nor a sealed love letter From an enchantress  to a hermit. It’s an epic about an ordinary man, Whose  name will…

Do you love her ?

He happened to turn around, To see her teasing  the drunk ground, With her  bare toes like a spoiled child. She turned to him , and his oriental  eyes Embraced hers as  An expatriate embracing  an old letter Smelt of  his torn  homeland. “Do you love her? ” She asked. “Who?” He said “The rain.”…

She and Majnoun Leila

When  night falls and his madness is allayed ,  Towards the deserted poems she slips away.  His French coat asks about her unknown destination, Whenever she travels by a French painting. And her silver earring asks the cold floor, About a lost beloved with a feverish  longing, While she goes on searching In the forgotten…

Your Love Kept me Alive

It’s the love for a childless land that kept a farmer alive. It’s the love for honor that kept a wounded soldier alive. It’s the love for health that kept the sick alive. It’s the love for challenge that kept a mountaineer alive. It’s the love for hope that kept the unfortunate alive. Life has…

The storyteller

The rain  her princely dance finished, And to the  moist stage rainbow ascended. The young storyteller hastily  unfolded His shawl  then spread  on the  ground. The children  were waiting restlessly, Like a bracelet around A Persian princess’s  ivory ankle, And a hungry flame is burning inside. Tell us the story of Th seaman and the…

Casa /Home

Trate de escribir una canción de libertad. cierro mis ojos, pero lo único que veo es a una mariposa atrapada en telarañas y a una muñeca perdiendo su casa… Written by arabian roses Home I tried to write a song about freedom. I closed my eyes But all that I can see Is a butterfly…

Obsessive love

Your obsessive love  is torturing  me , Like a boat under the mercy Of  a capricious wind. And the aroma  from a tender caress, Left in my books, has opened my wounds, Like a wounded pirate Embracing the serene sand, and suffering in silence his loss. Written by arabian roses

Amor obseso

Tu amor obseso me tortura, Como   barco  a la merced Del viento caprichoso. Y el aroma de una  caricía tierna que dejaste  en mi libros abriendo   mi heridas , Cual  un pirata lacerado Abrazando arena serena,  Sufriendo en silencio Su pérdida . Written by arabian roses

My first poem in Spanish :D Cuando llueva / When it rains

Cuando llueva Cuando llueva, escribiré tu nombre en suelo  Para que  viaje tu generosidad   A través de las venas de tierra Regando mi  tímido  simiente para convertido En   jazmín blanca  perfumando   noches  tristes O en generosos arboles alimentando a los pobres Sin arrogancia y sin humillación Porque en tu nombre , habitan  los secretos…

The soothsayer

She took his rough hand in hers, Passionately embraced his soft gaze, Then closed her enchanting eyes, “A thorny path is awaiting you “, The soothsayer  whispered,  “With rubies it is studded.”  A  diamond  escaped her eyes .   To his lips he raised her trembling hand, Kissed  her palm, then  reassuringly  said: “A wife’s…

If…

If a beggar  knocks at your towering  door Smile away  your scowling wrath for a genuine smile   for the poor is  shimmering alms. Fill  his hands  stained with soot, And God will purify your defiled soul , For a satisfied beggar’s prayer  ,  is your unbreakable  armour, when Soulless misfortune breaks bondage of  its bitter soldiers….

The lonely scarecrow

He wanders through the breathless Battlefield of  life  . Above him, The  scarlet sun withdraws her spears And night wraps his serene shawl  Around houses’ shoulders Grand and poor. He doesn’t  yield for he believes That when solemn autumn breaks Summer’s painting brushes, And winter cries, sprightly spring comes by. In the heart of  the battlefield…

Healing

His love was a pact But you love me unconditionally You look into my heart While he looked into my eyes He couldn’t put up with my flaws But you  show me the way to correct them You hear  my long prayers While he complained  about my loving  talks  What is to gain from a short- lived love? What is to gain…

انا تونسي شئت ام ابيت

. انا تونسي و تشهد عن  ذلك خارطة ميلادي . و الارض التي تحملت خطواتي المتعثرة عندما كنت صغيرا انا تونسي عربي اجيد تكلم لغات العالم و لكني لا اكتب قصائد حبي الا بالعربية .فهي لغة موطني موطن الحب تونس   انا تونسي مسلم سمعت السماء ابي و هو يؤذن في اذني .و صلوات جدتي…

War of Roses

Yesterday,I was a knight But today I am a warrior. A knight ‘s offering is a mild rose But a warrior’s offering is  a wild soul.  I shed my armor to shield my wounded heart And go to the battlefield of your love with one hand I drag  my coffin with  the other I hold my honor….

Childish pencils

He kissed his butterfly goodbye,  freed his swing hanging from His grandfather’s old apple tree And embraced the wind perfumed with his grandmother’s lullaby That  was watching  him walking away With a prayer on her trembling lips. It’s a land where boys Chase death not dreams, It’s a land where roses Are colored with crimson…

The Mad Poetess

In a  poetry book lives my prince charming Taken captive by poems. Being swept , poesy fears, Into a burning  ocean of  tears If he enfranchises  him For his words are enamoured with  His angelic eye smile, weaving it into   sighs for poets every night. My wrath tore my treacherous poems  asunder and my…

شاعرة مجنونة

يعيش حبيبي في ديوان شعر سجين القصائد  يخاف الشعر لو حرره ان يغرق  في بحر من العبرات فلقد تيمت كلماته بابتسامة عيون حبيبي  فمنها  تغزل كل ليلة اهات للشعراء مزق كل قصائدي غضبي واحرقت كلماتي غيرتي حبيبي هو سجيني و لن تحرسه  امراة سواي حتى و لو كانت صلاتي Written by arabian roses

عندما يبتسم حبيبي

تجهم وجه حبيبي فتلون وجه السماء و تململ البحر الفضي فقد اشتاق الى دياره الزرقاء امواجي ماعادت تعرفني صاح البحرفي الم قد تجهم وجه حبيبها ثانية اجابت  السماء ابتسم حبيبي ناديت فعندما لا تبتسم يضيع سحر البحر الازرق بين الغيوم تمر الايام بدون تاريخ و تصنع الشمس و المطر قوس قزح من الوان حزينة ابتسم…

الليل امراة

الليل امراة تتزين بالقمر و النجوم مراتها صفحة النهر الفضية و عطرها ندى الصبح الخجول الليل امراة تحيك وشاحها من دفء عينيك الطفوليتين و تغزل من تنهداتك الشرقية لحنا للسكون الليل امراة فوحدها المراة تعشق  الرقص  حافية القدمين متدثرة بجدائل شعرها  وقت السحور   Written by arabian roses

انا تونسية يا سيدي

انا تونسية  يا سيدي على خارطتي تعيش كل  النساء اعشق  شرب القهوة عند المساء المعطر بالياسمين  و ابتسامة امي الحنون  اعشق تقبيل جبين  الشجر فالشجر انيسنا في الدرب الطويل عند السفر و صيد حبات المطر لتبوح لي بسرها كي تحبني  يا سيدي حب الصحراء للمطر انا تونسية يا سيدي عشقي لك كعشق الليل للنهار لا…

Tamed

I dream of  a land where young spring and solemn autumn  can walk side by side   where the grand sea embraces the timid pond where stars don’t feel jealous of fireflies. I dream of an honorable  man Who wouldn’t mention the name of his beloved to  travel only across  his lips. I dream of…

A truce with a pirate

You seized  my  merry love letters and turned  them into  inconsolable paper boats Then summoned seagulls and Declared yourself an emperor Of conquerable words. You stained your sculpted face  with their  ethereal blue dew to feel the softness of  a tortured heart, to pass on  to your deserted veins its sweetness, and take you to…

A woman in love

When I seize that trouble in your mild eyes My castles of joyousness collapse And I wish  I were invincible billow to engulf your ships of sorrow. When your laughter caresses my restless heart My ribs turn into  a lyre And my soul sings the most bewitching song ever A song of love  . Your…

When he is uneven sea

Be a lulling  ripple When he becomes an uneven sea. Shred his armor of sorrow. Tell the soft breeze to carry his restless  ships To genie lands and trade them for Ancient arabian perfumes To turn his days into a beautiful fairy tale. Be a shining star When the sun sets. Like a fearless shooting…

The Sea Kiss

Run,run Let your toes  tease  the sleepy sand And unveil  hidden  beautiful secrets of you  . Don’t be afraid to stumble The soft wind  will be there To catch you, And if you fall Let the  tender sea kiss away  the pain . Embrace  the  shy sun If she  casts  upon you her golden spell,…

Ocean’s Confessions

Close your eyes Open your heart to the conch. She is going to tell you a secret. Hold her close to your heart The  haughty sky  is eavesdropping. Hold her  tight to your soul She  is going to tell you Epics about seamen Betrayed by mischievous waves. And wisper into your ear Names of  beloved…

He’s a thief

He steals  the sea’s  pearls, and the earth’s gold bangles  and  leaves  them   flowers instead . He told me that people kill to grow  gold, but they won’t kill  each other to grow flowers. He steals  the river’s joyful ripple to heal the  rusty souls.He told me that nothing could rival a song sung by…

A restless thunder

The thunder was groaning. He had bad dreams, The  gracious sun whispered gently to the summer breeze. But his groan became appalling. He’s summoning the wind and the rain, The clouds yawned. His beloved’s sighs, kept him restless. the sun lowered her head graciously, The earth ‘s pretty face went red , She said. She…

I’m in love

I’m in love with the wind  that never gets tired of  carrying  my paper  boats . I’m in love with the moon that sprinkles light in dark paths. I’m in love with the rain that plays for me music of life when  I feel down. I’m in love with wild butterflies .They’re angels in disguise….

وأنت تعدّ فطورك

وأنت تعدّ فطورك   ‎لا تنس قوت الحمام وأنت تخوض حروبك فكّر بغيرك ‎لا تنس من يطلبون السلام‎ وأنت تسدّد فاتورة الماء، فكّر بغيرك ‎من يرضعون الغمام وانت تعود إلى البيت ، بيتك ، فكّر بغيرك ‎لا تنس شعب الخيام وأنت تنام و تحصي الكواكب ، فكّر بغيرك ‎ثمّة من لم يجد حيّزاً للمنام وأنت…

Music box

I took my colored pencils to draw you but their colors melted away under the warmth of your heart. When a treasure chest for your love poems I made the sea , his heavenly waves shunned him. I hunt  all bird songs to make for you a music box  but their songs were tuneless  being…

“Mohamed ” a poem by Mahmoud Darwish

  Mahmoud Darwish (Arabic: محمود درويش‎) (13 March 1941 – 9 August 2008) was a Palestinian poet and author who won numerous awards for his literary output and was regarded as the Palestinian national poet.In his work, Palestine became a metaphor for the loss of Eden, birth and resurrection, and the anguish of dispossession and…

A salute to a soldier

 For  a man who  gives  his crimson love  to quench a thirsty  princess  for freedom We bow in respect.   For a man   who ingraines his love poems on brown sand with his warm blood We kneel down and pray wholeheartedly.   For a  man who trades his rosy life for that of many ashen lives…

A beloved ‘s confession

It was me who stole your Queen chess piece. I hate it when you call her my inamorata, that word is mine. It was me who made your car’s four tires flat the other day ,it wasn’t the delivery boy. I didn’t want you to go to the mountains ,I had a bad dream. It…

My eternal love

My soul is sparkling with his love like a full moonNow I know that I found my true loveA love that shakes me inside like a typhoonAnd break to pieces old lovesNow I know I ’m no longer aloneHe has always been thereHow can’t I feel his presenceNow I will carry his love inside of…

I’m missing you

Remember that shooting star we used to wait for to make a wish ismissing you.Remember that old bridge  under which ,we used to hide from rain is missing you .Remember that oak tree we used to engrave our names on it is missingyou .Remember that wild butterfly we used to chase is missing you .Remember…

You Are Me

Did I tell you that I love your grey eyes when you smile? They turn into a piece of moon enlightening my dark life tunnel. Did I tell you that I love it when you frown? You remind me of a tired sleepy night happy with the arrival of the dawn. Did I tell you…

Healing

His love was a pact But you love me unconditionally You look into my heart While he looked into my eyes He couldn’t put up with my flaws But you  show me the way to correct them You hear  my long prayers While he complains  about my loving  talks   What’s is to gain from a short lived love What is to…

My lonely door

My  pillow is complaining about my burning tears She’s longing for  cool summer nights   My piano is turning away my melancholic tunes He’s yearning for  your cheerful   music tones   My mirror is asking about  your boyish smile And my house corners are missing  your bewitching perfume   Spring lost its way to  my home colours withers and ashen shadows reign And cheerful…

War of roses

Yesterday,I was a knight But today I am a warrior. A knight ‘s offering is a mild rose But a warrior’s offering is  a wild soul.  I shed my armor to shield my wounded heart And go to the battlefield of your love with one hand I drag  my coffin with  the other I hold my honor….

My childhood friend is Christian

My name is Muslim, I am the descendant of Ibraham Purity is my cloak Merciness is my law   Love  reigns  my heart Benevolene soaks my soul Humility adorns my  footsteps   you might be my neighbor,or boyhood friend and a mslim   respects his neighbor,honor his friend You might be Budhist ,Chritians  or Hindu But we all   kneel …

A Beloved’s prayers

 I wish I could  hunt all sweet dreams  And put them under your pillow  to comfort your lonely nights.                                    I wish I could give you the Northern star To guide you in  your life track.   I wish I was a fairy tale so you won’t forget me wih the passage of time.   I…

Migrating love

I whisper into   withering  flowers  your name I make of every passing clouds  a love messenger   to you I chase moonlight to feel the   touch of your face When it fells on you     with migrating sparrows  I send you   my love poems with rain drops,  I awash away your sorrows   Your heart is my home Your smile is my moon Seas…

You are my fairy tale

I made of your laughters a lightning bridge to wonderland I made of  your name  a  charm necklace around my neck.   I envy your shadow because  he can walk by your  side I feel jealous of you mirror because she can  caress  your face   Knights live in fairy tales but you live in my heart…

A love letter to lord

 Whenever I fall down I call upon you. you  come to  me And help me get to my  wobbling  feet.   Wherever I  turn my anxious eyes I feel your reassuring presence Tapping on my perturbed heart.   My Lord,never desert me I can’t walk that thorny road alone I need your divine guiding light….

My heart territory

You reproached me for scratching the sky Those are the  love poems my heart  is repleting with,and only big sky fits them so I entrusted her with them.   You reproached me for disturbing sleepy stars You made a wish ,I  wanted to give you a shooting star  to mak it come true,that’s why I tried to wake them up.  …

My missing crown

Tonight I heard the stars whispering a  name. And I  saw the  clouds withdrawing  their grey veil away from the sky’s face. And the moon is untangling  her glowing  silver locks The moon is not sighing tonight. Tell me why butterfly? It’s your prince birthday. My prince birthday!  Then get me my pink  shoes and my crown . I…