windows of Madrid
I remember when we woke together in the ancient streets of Spain
I remember I felt a strong shiver which could heal any pain
when the fantastic windows whispered in my ears "hello"
I couldn't dare to reply
I thought that voice came from my fellow
so I began to spy
here, I discovered the magnificent magic
her shape take more than my like
when I jumped like a child in the street
because I fall in love with the windows of Madrid
this a romantic story escaped from the old age
and rapidly came to me and wrote its secret on my page
the beauty windows of Madrid
inspired me to write in Casa Maria plaza mayor
it makes my soul singing for the coming light and also for
the ancient art of Spain
which could heal your entirely suffer or pain
the poetry is
the poetry is the deep philosophy of the cry and laugh
it is the unseen language which touches our soul bitterly and joyful
the poetry is the skin of the sensibility and the incredible race among the clouds
it is the pouring of the sky blue in our opening hearts
the poetry is the art of the mess
that far world which told you what behind the galaxy
it is our previous feelings and the forthcoming ones
when we believe in spirit and science and madness
the poetry is finding the details in eyes of someone
it is means this amazing ability to read the maps of souls
it is the smell of honey and the necessary of wings
and the tragedy of nights
it is the long walking in the land of the imagination republic
the poetry is more than contemplating the moon through a poetic night
it is more than rhythm and free verse
more than the extraordinary words and the visual scenes
the poetry is more than the silence of beauty
and the gossiping of people
it is what beyond breath
it is what beyond the sea
it is what beyond the legends
the poetry is discovering the hidden smile of the orphans!
for those who don't know the chocolate!
for those who don't know the chocolate
the children of poverty
and the sleepers in the corners of the ancient streets
for those who survived from the famine but still hungry
for those boys who never dream
cause they never sleep
for those who don't know the chocolate
and heard more news about its sweet
the people with half soul
and lack food and the imaginary house
for those who crawled on the sharp platforms in the mid-night of every day
seeking for the warmth living
for those babies who never taste the milk
with wide eyes looking for any help
for the hands of charity
and the sensitive hearts which cry and bleed
for those who gathered in the torn tents around the world
waiting from a long time
for those who don't know the chocolate
and haven't the ability to imagine it
the innocent faces washed under the rain
the seekers for the smell of humanity in each alley, place, and content
for those who kiss the sun through their contemplate glances
for those who write with heavy heart and smashed dreams
the climbers of the existence shoulder
looking for the justice face
for the dancers with bare feet on the top of Everest
who do their best to bring the joy and the peace
for the sun of tolerance which touching our bones
for the bloom of the flowers
and the skies gloom
for those who never taste the chocolate
but they still hearing about its magic
the crawlers on the earth with a great desire
to make the difference between the past and the future
for those who draw on the sand
with belief in the friendship with the waves of the sea
for the killed persons in every battle
for the injured soldiers in every war
for those women who haven't the right to vote
for the fishermen in their ships
for the highest star in our sky
and for the rainbow
for those people with disabilities
and for those players with the wool ball
for the little boys who sell the water
for the little girls who feed the roosters
for the nations which suffer from dry
for the victims of racism
for the dead from the terrorism
i write these poems for those
who don't know the chocolate
Amirah Al-Wassif is a freelance writer, poet, and novelist. Five of her books were written in Arabic and many of her English works have been published in A Gathering Of Tribes, Tuck Magazine, and various cultural magazines. Her first book, Who do not Eat Chocolate was published in 2014 and her latest illustrated book, The Cocoa Book and Other Stories is forthcoming.
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