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When is farewell a token?

Crisis and pain?

By Kisama Riyo Published 2 years ago • 2 min read

When does farewell become farewell, security and peace

And the memory dies, leaving behind a crisis and pain?

My fame spread to the seller and left me sick

So don't be, O buyer, a jeweler of my stars and melodies

For God is the Creator, the Maker who created the cattle with His knowledge

When did the enemy become arrogant and leave my heart in peace?

When did I have an abandoned dream to pursue? O sadness, leave my heart, for it is to blame for its crime

And made me think of mortgaging my fragments in the well of surrender

O my confusion when tragedies made me great for years

They left me no choice but to drown in the sea of ​​clouds

O my heart, gather the years of my life, for my fate is fatal

When the birds chirp, they become clear and give me tunes and melodies

And make my tears a flood and ask me about the songs of the people?

So we said: Should I add an hour to my life so that I can create harmony in myself?

This darkness made me wander in my path and the dove snatched me

And made me forget what I was in of determination to heal my wound?

We said: Say security in us, so send peace from you, O Lord

For the world has made us bereaved in a great concern that we talk about more than others

So when will farewell become permanent and leave us in the dispersion of the spirit and questioning?

It has confused us until our land shook and surrender was scattered in us

Amazement, stopping, dotting and poetry visited amazement and ignited inspiration

When were words melodies that go off course in the depths of darkness

Cutting seas and healing the wounds of a heart that lost the meanings of cohesion?

We lost the paths of sadness, and lost kinship

When was the spirit of the seller with us, loving to cut the borders of harmony

We tried to apply our logic in pain for years and years, and now it has become possible?

Who will save him from the guillotine of pain and make him embrace the religion of Islam?

Pain betrays him like a fox, cunning and then makes him surrender?

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Kisama Riyo

I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.

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    Written by Kisama Riyo