Who saves me from myself?

The market was beautiful The goods, the fruits and the sweets were neat and elegant. Everyone was happy in the market Except the bird that was full of rain And was tired like me From looking at the goods behind the elegant glass. *

Those people who express well the language of hate, They read the book of Love in a poor translation. *

Your heart is open. If a visitor comes to you Remember to close your letter with the key. *

Your heart was a song Dropped secretly and openly into the river. You had to use fishing tools To save it from drowning, From the river, And from the fish. *

Your heart is a song that has not drowned in the flood, But has drowned by the fear of the flood. *

What if time was merciful And did not leave you alone As a letter falling from a drunkard’s mouth?

I tried to fly a lot, But the sky of my time was filled With the maps of a letter inhabited by the clouds Not by the sun. *

The kiss is a dream and the rose is an ah. The speaker said, And sang a dream of an ah. Was a rose in his hand? Yes, But the rose fell When it entered into the depths of ah. *

The shouter shouted: Who saves me from myself? The people laughed and turned to the shouter. The shouter turned to himself, But he did not find himself. He got confused and stuttered, Then he laughed with the people.

Repetition

I wanted to hide in your black cave, But I discovered that it was a silly rag Flying in the wind. *

I wanted to sing your song: The first innocence song, But I discovered that the song was very short And was not fit for any musical tunes. *

I wanted to talk to you about the Eid swing, But seven dirhams of Eid dropped from my hand, So I stayed in the Gilgamesh’s capital Like a lost and confused child forever. *

I wanted to play with you the water game, But I discovered that your body could drown At the first mistake. *