Sunday, October 12, 2014

I am really alone

Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani

© 2014 by THE BIRD(

Today I'm not happy
I won't laugh out loudly
I won't collect flowers from the narrow path
Near the mysterious forest
Because your deep look talks about hunger
And deprivation
You have a story without location
Without warm details
No finger to touch the taut tendon
No music to flame the crazy body
No title to read the bad luck
No jerk to feel love
Drums of madness says
Haaaaaaa … Haaaaaaa
Forests of sadness laugh at me